Monday, October 12, 2009

Olfactory, disillusioned

The air is cool and breezes through my hair, chilling my ear lobes. It's the type of day where I take a deep, dramatic breath while awaiting crisp-smelling autumn air infused with the scent of apples, campfire and straw. Instead I'm greeted with a mixture of damp garbage and car fumes.

Why can't we just have it all?

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