In which there’s an MP4 to download.

I’m feeling melancholy as autumn approaches. This morning I drove to work with the windows down and the heat on, Breathe Me on repeat, blasting.

Fall makes me ache, makes me sad in a deep place. I look around at the leaves turning, the fields turning; the mornings are crisp and the world feels like it’s ending. One becomes fatalistic, starts nesting, worries. I kind of like it, really, like messing with a hangnail – it hurts so good. I don’t know if it’s autumn itself or my approaching birthday, but I start pondering things this time of year. What am I doing with my life? Am I happy? What should I change? What could I do better?

And why he hell did we move so far out of town that we never get any trick-or-treaters?
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