Well, fall. I guess you’re here.
And I guess we’ll keep you.
Yesterday was one of those rare (but sacred) Mondays where teachers everywhere got the day off. Now I don’t believe that Columbus should get any of the credit, but I do believe in a day off every once in awhile, so I went along with it. Hopped right on board that Columbus Day train.
This day yesterday was all about bike riding dreams and chocolate nutella covered waffles and loving Boston. This day was just what I needed.
I feel like I’ve been in kind of an inspiration rut since summer ended. It happens to me every year. It kind of feels like the day after Christmas. Or your birthday. Or an awesome weekend with your favorite friends. You know the feeling, right? You are so excited and the anticipation is amazing and then it (whatever it is) happens and you’re loving life and the experience and the world and then, BAM. The next day it’s over and that’s it.
Over and done and you kind of feel blah.
Well that’s how I always feel when summer ends and fall hits.
Just kind of blah.
I don’t like being cold and I don’t like how it gets dark so early and I just don’t like having to wear so many clothes.
Aaaaanyways. Enough complaining.
This weekend was good. It was chilly and it got dark early and I had to wear a lot of clothes, but it was good. My sister and I rode our bikes all the way into Boston. We breathed in the fresh air and chatted throughout our ride. We took a walk through the North End and walked into shops and stopped for some food (we tried Saus, per Rachael and Bridget’s recommendation), we met up with our old roommate (and awesome friend) Lauren, and we basically just had a day filled with good in this city that is ours.
Boston has a way of doing that. Giving you a reason to love the seasons.
The trees are turning and there is beauty simply everywhere you look. And I don’t like cold, but I do like cozy. So there’s that.
I guess I’ll keep you, fall. I’ll keep you and your colors and your weekends for bike riding through the city.
I’ll keep you til Christmas and it’ll be good.
Cozy and very, very good.
