ne(one)piphany

Day 6: 604 words.
Well, there’s always the weekend.

Today, while walking through a blizzard of falling maple leaves, the world appeared, for in instant, to be infinitely more alive. The grass, beyond the dancing reds and yellows, shone bright green in the rain. Then, just as quickly, it was over, and I was back.

I love Autumn in Seattle.