Magic is in the air. Leaves falling, winter longing to be felt.
I attain a whimsical state on my bicycle; admiring the wonders of our earth.
Faces seen from a far, trees slowly sending their young ones away with a chilled breeze.
The sun waits in the air, readily anticipating the day to pass.
Moonlight arrives and the sky dims.
Cold air and a black canvas fulfill my vision as the Autumn leaves crunch beneath my wheels.
Quiet sidewalks and warm scarfs. I smile as my legs take me through the city.
The busy world comes to a halt in my mind as I ride my anxiety away with each stroke.
Inside, a warm home and simmering tea encompase my lifesyle.
Enjoying this world as I grow within it, I find peace in nature.
-Retrospective Fred
