Fall

I love to travel. The only reason that I stay as stationary as I do for weeks at a time is because I do not have a vehicle. Driving up 95 north towards New Hampshire chasing the the foliage yesterday was an awesome experience and day trips save my sanity. My bff Laura can attest to the adrenaline rush that comes with an impromptu rode trip. Though I enjoy my apartment, I still enjoy getting away and seeing new things. I like to challenge myself to a different experience that forces me out of my comfort zone. Honestly, I fear the idea of a comfort zone and as soon as I find myself in one I immediately plan an escape. Relationships with family and friends are the only time in which I desire a sense of comfort and monotony.

I absolutely adore autumn. In an article for the Boston College newspaper years ago, I declared my love publicly. I still feel the same way I felt years ago, that fall is perhaps the best season ever. I enjoy everything about what it brings: new school supplies, foliage, apples, change, and the drastic and unpleasant shift in seasons. Having grown up in the suburbs of Chicago I can appreciate the winters in New England but my favorite part is the distinct and remarkable moment the comes each year between September and October. It is a day when the warmth and comfort leave and the evening air has a certain unexpected chill. The above pictures are from an impromptu day trip to Boston College last year. Boston in the Fall is simply magnificent.

“I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.

– Nathaniel Hawthorne

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