Leaves fall through, dark green enough to be blue.

Listening to Wilco, and trying to blow dry my hair for the day.

When the days are so long, the way I experience them, I like to try to look nice.

Emphasis on try.

And I like to try to smell nice too.

Emphasis on smell.

And sometimes, if I'm feeling lucky, I like to even try to be nice.

Emphasis on be.

There are more of these that I could do, but we'll save them for when I don't have to run out of the door in ten minutes.

Here's my megaphone, but no one is listening.

A quote from a wonderfully smart yet incredibly-resembling-a-yeti fellow English Major:
"I'm afraid to be happy, because then what comes next?"