Tuesday, October 02, 2012

WHAT ELSE SHOULD I BE?

Stepping outside today to temporarily escape the daily mayhem at work, it struck me: this is autumn. The crisp tang of the air, the way sunlight reflected off leaves turning fiery red — it was awesome and it was beautiful and I nearly shed a tear at how much I felt at that moment.

The smell of cool air,
A glint of sun on red leaves.
Bittersweet season.

Bittersweet, indeed. It feels like there is something important for me to write, to say, but with my tongue stilled by nerves, I defer to Cobain: What else could I write? I don't have the right.

I do wish I was easily amused. Life would be so easy.

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