Leaves fall, a breeze blows. The transition to Autumn is easy this year. One reason for that is this Victorian town: a beauty in fall. I find most solace from the warmth of another; close on those cold days.
Spent too much money At Union Square Green Market to cheer myself up. November 2nd made true with apple cider and a fresh made pie. Nearby a band played. For a second I re-fell in love with New York.
On the fire escape the rain soaked through our t-shirts. There was a new wind. The wind continued through the night, and that morning it seemed fall was here. I cut my own hair, to change like the season did. but it's uneven.
I like the ice cream but I am really here for the rainbow sprinkles.