Full Of Friction

Went on a great jog today though Piedmont Park.  The Fall air was so crisp that it almost felt like there could be a lightening storm.  The kind of air that’s so full of friction.  The leaves are now maroon and gold – and falling leaves – make me smile.

It was a great jog.  I love the Fall.  And I love the park.  And I love the leaves.

And I love to love myself.