still got nothing to say

Trying to cling to the warmth and yellow of summer, but loving the cool and orange of my favorite visual season waxing. As soon as I am really cold, i will write again about personal things (sorry, but you are warned). In the meantime, I will try my best to gather all friends, for as many autumnal festivities that I can find in the tri-state region. Cannot wait to roll with Gilly and smell the rolling in the leaves, and the rotting apples and the carving of pumpkins and all the stuff and smells that remind me that i am still really alive. Nothing smells better than fall.