Mmm, I’ve been skipping aikido latly, because, unhappily, my ankle is sore and tight and wierd. I really don’t wanna injure myself, but ack, I wanna go to aikido.

Time has really been moving past me. Flying past me like the comic book Flash. But the autumn I find myself in is a beautiful collage of scents and visions. Visions of fire and gold hanging in the skies, painting the air amaze me. Natural fireworks suspend my breathing more than most anything. I am LOOKING at everything with high scrutiny. It’s wonderful to be in love in autumn. Love gives you super vision I’ve found, every leaf shines like gold. I want to take in everything I see, surround myself in a cloak of woven leaves. Autumn is an ancient song that sings of the best fantasy adventures about to take hold. (I can almost see the Fall-dragons hiding in the piles of leaves which form their coats…)

And the wind is lovly this year…

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