I'll admit to liking Nashville when I'm driving down Harding road in the early morning hours singing along to A Flock of Seagulls, and when Luca forces me to watch scary movies late at night that I pretend to hate, and when my Mom and I go to Green Hills mall and make a scene by laughing too hard, and I know I have a family waiting for me up north

Tell me something I don't know.

Autumn is: leaves thumbing a ride in the wind and black patent streets slick from rain.

I like this. I like this a lot.
I was brought into the 1940s tonight
I wish I had my dancing shoes and red dress.