the smell of autumn was in the air and the leaves were every color you could imagine.

i felt very nostalgic. i remember these roads, these smells and it was a bit sad i didnt have someone to share it with.

i felt a bit weird and smoking a joint before didnt really help but as i arrived back home there was this sense of happiness. It's one thing to grieve but when you can recognize that you are grieving and accept that being hurt is part of the normal process, life does tend to feel a bit better.