Monday

Stratus? Nimbus? Cumulus?

I went over to Village to browse a bit. Didn't find anything, but it was worth the trip. The sun was setting on my way home and the fall briskness that I love so much is finally here and for the first time in a long time Dayton actually looked pleasant. I listened to Catch Without Arms and it was perfect. Seems as though that album fits the season for the fourth year in a row. I've worn a sweater four straight days.

Friday night I went down to Cincinnati to see Enlou and the Poms play. They were brilliant. Enlou keeps getting better and better each time I see them. And the Poms... well let's just say I'm seeing Sufjan and U2 this week and they both have a tough act to follow.

Saturday and Sunday were very depressing for me. I get pretty lonely sometimes. I have so many things to tell you. The weather brings up a lot.



You're the pillow, the cool side
The sand during high tide

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