Ok, you're right. I've been posting awesome videos and pics on here a lot lately with no actual writing; but I have something of an actual reason for this. Here it is:
1. I have been 1,000% inspired by music lately, as you can see from several of my posts below.
For those of you who know me well, you'll know that there is no other time of year more exciting, thrilling, and inspiring to me than fall/winter. Lately, I have been amazed with the music that's come my way again - namely, Cat Stevens, Phish, UB40, and the amazing African jams that Scram has been throwing at me. With the exception of the African stuff, I have loved the others tremendously at some other point in my life, and trying them on again is like putting on an old pair of Chacos, they know me like an old friend. And together we roll through the streets with great ambition and excitement, as the cool wind from Canada tumbles between the buildings and through the treetops of Arkansas September.
2. I am about to embark on a major adventure.
Some good friends and I are leaving on a (somewhat) epic road trip next Thursday after everyone gets off work. Our destination is the barren landscapes of northern New Mexico and possibly southern Colorado. We will camp and hopefully avoid all major metropolitan areas as much as possible. We will sleep directly under the stars and wonder what it must've been like to be an Indian sleeping in the exact same place before we came over and spoiled everything for them. This, naturally, makes me so overflowingly excited that I can only express myself through other peoples guitar solos. Trey Anastasio, for example. Like I said, just listen.
3. I have been rather busy lately.
This of course, is quite a good thing. During my days the past few weeks, I've been listening to the above mentioned jams, editing pictures, and dreaming about New Mexico. Since I'll be gone for four days, I need to knock a bunch of stuff out before we head. But as my boy Fatty just said to me about his workload: "I am almost buttoned up".
During the changing of the seasons, especially summer to fall, I find that there is not much to say at all - just a calm, resting peacefulness that settles in on me and causes me to just sit and smile, knowing what is to come next. Cooler. Brisker. Chillier. Frostier.
The car is cold in the morning, but the heat feels so good.
The coffee goes down warmer, and slower.
You have to snuggle up to your sweetie pie at night because the sheets are cold at first.
People hug better.
You get to break out the fleece again.
Your toes are cold but your neck is warm.
Ahhh, is there a better time of year?
No. No there is not.