I live in a permanent autumn day—dreaming in toast and honey tones, scents of favorite crops, coffee, and smokey air.The skies draped in purple and pink, competing with amber mountains.The perpetual state of nostalgia lives inside me.It’s autumn again.And, I’m here. Post published:November 30, 2021 Post category:the cure for everything bleu Read more articles Previous PostHaiku #17 Next PostL.A. my l🚫VE You Might Also Like Indulging in the moment of… January 22, 2021 rain and wind drag February 28, 2023 Pouring December 14, 2014 Ghost January 21, 2021 Noise and Scrambling May 10, 2019