Monday, September 14, 2009

I'll Try

I don't want to be a comedian today. At the moment I'd much rather be a poet. I don't know how to write a joke about how ridiculously happy I get seeing the first orange leaves of the season as I make my way home from LA and how that happiness is prolonged by waking up this morning to find it rained over night leaving everything bright and clean.
I don't know how to make jokes full of love and excitement and sweet, nostalgic sorrow for every past moment.
But a comedian is what I am, so I'll try...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That is sweet. I had a melancholy feeling come over me last night, meaning fall is in the air again.