I love my way to work. As I am emerging from the subway I see people. Some are like me moving with purpose - going to work, some are tourists. Young couples, friends and families having breakfast at Starbucks and Au Bon Pain. They are talking and smiling. This early in the morning people are looking forward to a new day and optimistic. Nice feeling.

As I walked through the door I started to notice the first signs of the coming of the fall. The elusive smell in the air, the tree on the backyard loosing its red leaves, and although I know that we probably still have a few good weeks, but something squeezed my heart as I realized that summer soon will be over. The little sweet nostalgia about hot summer days. I love fall, but it makes me a little bit blue as a premonition of the upcoming winter hibernation. There is a sense that maybe I should hurry and do a little bit more summer stuff.