falling in love

September 9, 2012 § 2 Comments

In the space of a day the air has grown cooler beneath brilliant blue skies and my heart is tumbling enthusiastically over forgotten favorites. I linger a little longer over my coffee, slip beneath layers of comfortable clothing, and move more leisurely unhindered by the weight of humidity. I am as much a warm weather spirit as an early morning riser, but the crisp tones of Autumn are like an unexpected visit from a misplaced childhood friend. I think I will settle into a corner and get lost in a book, under a blanket and over a sleepy Sunday morning.

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