The Smell of Burning Leaves…

I was beginning to think our nanny State had banned this as well, but I smelled my first fall burning leaves this afternoon.  It is a smell of fall that takes me back years and years. I was also craving pumpkin pie and drove to Kroger, but they didn’t have any. I settled for a box of chocolate iced Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Pure gluttony, but oh so delicious. I made myself stop after eating half the box. This time change has brought out the melancholy in me. I hate it gets dark so soon and with the days so short.  Luckily, I didn’t have to change my sleeping habits. I started back doing my “one little thing for Papa” today. I gave my bedroom a thorough cleaning which my father will see when he gets here for our medicinal ritual. My intrepid and eagle eyed little companion, Maggie, will let me know when he is here.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - November 9, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs