
Autumn makes me want to sit in a bookstore all day - listening to Norah Jones, sipping Starbucks apple cider, and reading a good book. It makes me want to buy a bouquet of pencils for school and walk down Center Street, crunching every leaf that paints the sidewalk orange and gold. These few weeks that act as a barrier between the harshness of summer and winter are complete bliss - so crisp and clear and mysterious. If only it weren't so short!
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NORAH JONES! Yes. Agreed.
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