Wednesday, September 12, 2012

When It's The Perfect Temperature Outside

Fall is in the air… and I think I’m a tiny bit excited about this fact.

The change in seasons means a few things: apple picking, pumpkin beer, blanket-covered mornings, and scarf-wearing nights.  Summer is my favorite season by far, but autumn is a close second because of countless nostalgic moments – and, of course, that crisp, dry leaves smell that can be captured even by the likes of New York City.

I can also eat hot food again in my apartment.
Without melting.
Woo.

Still, it's hard to believe I've already walked amongst the streets of midtown and spotted little carts with aromatic chestnuts roasting. The early darkness and sudden drop in temperature occurred almost over night, with Labor Day as the official (and literal) “adieu” to summer’s hazy months. These switches in seasons almost always trigger self-awareness in my writing, so below are the oh-so brilliant thoughts that occupied my mind on the train ride home this afternoon:

One: This is the first time I’ve not gone back to school in 15 years. 
I decided this realization is bittersweet.
Two: I never received my diploma in the mail, though I was 
promised I would by July.
Three: Therefore, maybe I did not graduate? 
I decided this realization is concerning.  
Four: This led to another conclusion: Maybe I should go back to school? Maybe I’m meant to be a student my entire life, in the comforting classrooms that offer intellectual observation and perpetual academic discourse with enthusiastic peers (ah… sigh). 
Five: But then again, maybe not.  

And do you know why I think "maybe not?"
DEBT.

Anyway, happy fall! Here are some random end-of-summer pics:


Parks at night. 

 PBR that’s just right.

Bus trips home.

 DC alone.

 Sisters on the road…

 With a broken car that should be towed.

 Parts of campus still undiscovered, 

 Hash browns, "smothered and covered."

 Fuel for the last leg of our journey,


And a sister that’s really quite nerdy. 


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1 comment:

Mom said...

Ha Ha, once again
you have made me grin.
You know I love it when you rhyme.
It makes me want to all the time.
I am glad you still love your city, even though it can be gritty.
It is time for me to go,
I just wanted to let you know,
I LOVE YOU!!!!!