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Aaannnnnnddd hheeerrrrrreeee wwweee gooooo... I accept rhyme and reason for what it is. Especially in life, it has it's own little spot in the world, that is your mind, soul & spirit. You have your reasons for accepting difficult things, just as you do reject easy things. Depending on mood, reflection & conscience of that day, depends on how reality will play out for you.

Sometimes I feel like a scratched record that's somehow been refurbished by this great invention. And that's love. YES!! YESSS! I Do realize how insanely gay it sounds. But imagine how it feels to be at least so happy, that in the least bit it's a fairytale... What would you give to even feel slight elation for a little while? 

Isnt't that what we do when we drink? Smoke? Halluncinate? Orrr hope???

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two." True is it not??? Or is it?

Autumn In Philly

The love affair you can have with a city is incredible. You memorize the skyline, the way the people & traffic make a soundtrack during your commute and how the wind blows constant amusing, (and sometimes agitating), possibilities your way. I make this city sound like a mystical place. 

All filled with wonder and awe. Yet it is. I mean, it's no Narnia, but it's yours & mine and I think it's oh so very fine.

Philadelphia.

Philadelphia in autumn is the most enchanting experience you'll have in the city. Like the first kiss you embrace after realizing you love someone. It's a rapid fall too. One moment the quirky shops have you wishing you had more money & the next--you're swooning over the historic and romanticism Old City or Rittenhouse has to offer. Not to mention how the color of the leaves bleed together. Red to orange, to yellow and a hint of lavender purple. It's wonderful.

There's a certain calmness that happens to Philly once autumn begins. A sense of contentment that flows through everyone. Maybe it's the fact that Christmas is around the corner. Maybe it's the warm colors that get the lighter side of people going. Maybe it's just my perception. Maybe it's a lot of things.

The ever alluring city of Philadelphia has captured my intrigue and enfolded my soul. Afterall, who couldn't be enraptured by one of the oldest cities in the country? That alone is enough to make you, at the least bit, curious. And upon researching & investigation comes the flooding of an obsession. Philly lives in you... me... and all around us.