it last for a week total before it gets too cold and all the leaves are gone, but for now, there’s a breeze in the air, sun in the sky and peace in my mind. i love autumn!
tried reading dante alighieri’s inferno. key emphasis on tried. i got bored and realised a story written in poem form is not my typa beat.
i tried because it seemed like what all the indie hipsters who are well versed would read, and that i would look cool and niche—but it just cost me $25.
i prefer crazy detailed paragraphs rather than a line by line story.
anyways
