Wednesday, May 18, 2011
on my (chilly) ride to work this morning i rode up a street with leaves falling everywhere. a breeze arose and they chased each other to the gutter. one landed on my shoulder; i brushed it off as i waited to cross gertrude street.
May 18, 2011 at 1:57 PM
crunching leaves under your wheel is the ultimate aural ecstasy.
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