Monday, October 29, 2012

In which good things are coming.

Sometimes the warmth of summer vanishes so that there can be golden and vermillion and orange leaves, a maple-y autumn smell in the air and eventually, giant, drifting flakes of snow.

Sometimes the days start to get shorter so that eventually it will be dark enough to see the Christmas lights.

Sometimes the delicious crepe shop that used to be by my apartment moves far away so that the best burrito joint in Provo can take its place.

Sometimes good things leave so better things can come.

Here's hoping.

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