Have you ever woken up early on an autumn morning? Creeping downstairs as quiet as humanly possibly in order to keep the peace? After you brew a pot of coffee, you sit on a window seat and gaze through the glass, admiring the foggy stillness. The red and yellow leaves blanket the ground, while others hang precariously off of a young maple. Taking small sips from the bitterness in your cup, you realize; this is autumn- the rawest season of all.