The sweet fall air is so soothing. It's so nostalgic. Of what? um...fall. It seems to remind me of all the other falls in my life. The one down the steps, where I landed on my face. The one for that girl. The one from grace. I love driving in the silver blue dusk, a few stars peeking out from behind the curtain of fading light, feeling the rush of air from the window on my face. There is a smell to it, a sweetness. A crispness. I quote the first line from Beck's new album-
"Put your hands on the wheel...
...let the Golden Age begin..."
"Put your hands on the wheel...
...let the Golden Age begin..."
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