While I was walking to Korean class, I noticed that something was different. As I walked, there was a strange silence, and I realized that the cicadas were quiet. The next morning, fall came. It was September 24, and nature was on schedule. The temperature dropped 20 degrees overnight.
I worried that fall would be a lonely time for me. I'm living in a country that does not celebrate Halloween, has no pumpkin picking, and no apple cider; however, Korea has its own way of celebrating the fall that I'm loving more and more.
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