I Like the Air
It is no longer summer. The about-face that the weather began on my last day of work has been completed and we are fully in autumn. It is consistently chilly enough to warrant a jacket, and the air smells so distinctly of early fall. The leaves haven't really begun changing yet, but it won't be much longer. Long weekend trip soon.
I'm in a mood to read a certain sort of book. That sort of book is not Hobbes' Leviathan. Fifth Business works well for this mood, but perhaps something a little more modern for the moment. This weather yields a strange sort of feeling that isn't quite nostalgia, but is experienced somewhat similarly. I want to blast Leonard Cohen (his really cheesy stuff from the 80's, not the earlier folksy stuff) while sitting on back campus watching the sky change colors.
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