The angle of the Sun is changing. The way the light hits makes me feel the air becoming drier. Really, a good time of the year. Green but cool and crisp. The seasons feel familiar but completely new to me each go around. It is as if I have forgotten what a Fall day feels like, looks like but once I hit one it is like walking through a house you grew up in but haven’t actually been in since you were fourteen.
por escrito crabtree on Friday, September 19, 2003