corduroy

the leaves on the trees across the street from my house have started falling. i think they were slower than most to start changing colour. they look beautiful drenched in rain, kissed by the cold. the leaves cover the ground like a carpet. the trees draw attention to themselves as people pass by below – occasionally tapping someone on the shoulder or patting them on the head. for some reason they look so soft, i wish i could reach out and run my hand along them as they hang in the trees. i'll miss them when they're gone.

being sick has given me lots of reading time. i finished my book club book with a great sense of satisfaction. then started on the new don miller book, it's really neat, he does the inca trail!

i'm planning on going back to work tomorrow. emma is here from the UK again, i want to see her. i just don't want to make her sick because she's going to spain on vacation next week. on saturday i need to take round two of the next church logo. i'm hoping for success. i will conquer logo design, i will own it, it will not overcome me. this is important seeing as it seems i'm destined for a life-long relationship with logo design, so we might as well make peace pronto.

this is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization.