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Sep 27, 2007 15:27

It isn't exactly pleasant to wake up before the sun rises to go to a three-hour lab, but this morning, it was worth it.

The colors are changing. Red, orange, yellow leaves lie on the ground. Their lives are so short. They were born around the time I left, and now that I'm back, they're dying. As they thrived, my life stood still. I woke up around noon most days, giving myself neither time nor opportunity to witness their green youth.

But I'm here now, and I would like to think that their final joy lies within that satisfying crunch underneath my foot.

I took the time this morning to notice the beauty of the city, to look at the old buildings with a perfect sky for a backdrop. As I walked, the buildings turned, and each angle was new. Letters--N, S, E, W--touched the clouds. Everything was reaching upward. As I stood underneath it, a crane became a skyscraper; the smoking workers, tourists.

I wasn't wearing a jacket, and as the newly autumn breeze woke me, I thought of him. He isn't the first, but I can't imagine anyone being better at it than he is. I couldn't force the smile off my face. He loves me.

It's a gorgeous day.
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