’cause I’m evil

It’s not very late but the stars have already taken control over the sky. You are walking home feeling worn out and looking at shiny, welcoming shop windows, some of them are still open. Cold breeze makes you shiver so you fold your arms hoping to keep some warmth inside. You stop at the crossing and while waiting for the traffic lights to let you go, you just peek in the American coffee shop. You can see people typing on their laptop or chatting to each other and you remember that you used to be one of them. But now you have to go home and sort things out with your partner in one way or another.


I ♥ November

November has been always special for me. I’m not sure if it’s because it is the exact opposite to my birth month, May, but I can see a chemistry between the two of them. May is known as a feminine month with flowers, colours and all those sweet scents. It is soft, graceful and full of beauty.

November is in my opinion the negative pole of the same magnet. It is masculine, strong and definite. There’s less cheerfulness and more solemnity, thoughtfulness and even some wisdom.

I’m wondering how I’d feel if I lived on the Southern Hemisphere..

But let’s see some facts!

There’s a lot of things going on in November: starting with All Saints’ Day, a few Independence days (e.g. in Poland, Latvia, Suriname or Albania), or International Men’s Day. Or this is the month of Pancreatic Cancer Awareness, , Alzheimer’s Disease Awareness, Lung Cancer Awareness and National Homeless Youth Awareness among others.

I mention a few more delightful ones because it shouldn’t be all dark and creepy:  November is National Novel Writing Month (which I heard of first a few days ago but with that I wish good luck to all the participants from Writer’s Bureau) or the International Drum Month – I will check if there’s any events on this in London.

I also found songs for November. Okay, they might be dark but in an attractive way..

Guns N’ Roses: November Rain – classic

Silverstein: November – I quite like it until the shouting..

The National: Mr November – I think it’s catchy..

Tom Waits: November – well, I don’t know how to describe this one.. maybe it is creepy..