Wednesday, September 17, 2014

{...autumn...} 96:108

But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass 
as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, 
it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. 
It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair 
and take out his pipe and light it
 and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been 
& things he has done since last he saw you.

Stephen King

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