Fall makes me nostalgic. I watch people gather around television sets to watch college football shenanigans and it almost makes me wish my alma mater had a football team. Almost.
Walking invigorates me, especially when I'm walking in crisp November morning air, especially when I know that by midday in Los Angeles, that air will be at least 15 degrees warmer. Fall brings me back to Oregon autumns with yellow trees, textbooks, lawns spread over college quads and the fog that subsequently hides the construction docks and ships from sight.
Feet hitting the ground=words on paper, and with words comes the hope for my professional writing future.
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