Fall

It's almost Fall.
It always comes like a surprise.
Everyone will say for the next month or so
About what a wonderful day it is.
The sunset is warmer
When the air is crisp somehow.
People are bustling through
Streets that were empty
The aroma of roasted garlic and ginger
From the Chinese restaurants waft
As I walk back home
Warming me
And tempting me to indulge myself
In long walks
Day dreams
Tea
And extended snack breaks.

The advertisements are up,
And so are the movie trailers for Christmas.
Get ready! they say,
Get ready! for all the shopping.
Get ready! The end of the year is coming
Get ready with
All the warm coats
And preppy fall boots
And preppy sweaters and leather jackets
And pumpkin flavours and sexy RBG costumes
And the blenders and ipads
And the self-help books and music fests
And the new keyboards and graphic cards
And cakes and turkey
And trees and fairy lights
And crackers and balloons and poppers
And hearts and scented candles and chocolates.

I remember that my favorite fall boots are broken.

This morning is so perfectly
On the edge of being chilly
A slight change in the wind
Would make the air crackle on the skin.
People cuddle their hands around mugs
As tiny wisps of steam melts into the atmosphere.
Street musicians entertain the
People spilling out on the streets
Outside the cafes and restaurants.
I notice that the windows in the neighborhood
Like mine
Are all open.

It's my third walk today from the office.
There's something about Fall
That makes me nostalgic about it
Even before it starts.