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I was just having a moment of such incredible nostalgia that I thought I needed to take a minute and reflect. Iapos;m sitting listening to some Dave Mathews and its getting really cold here, reminds me why I LOVE fall. Pretty days for dog walking and making soup and cool nights that make you want to snuggle and throw on old quilts from when you were younger.

I even turned off my desk light, the music and the dark reminds me of driving back in my car in high school. I didnapos;t have heat and I only had a tape deck, and DMB was one of my two cassette tapes. Iapos;d be driving down Briley after� dropping Jeremy off and racing to get home by curfew but the road near the Ashland city exit would be empty and I would push my little Tercel around curves in the dark with the music blaring and all the windows open.

I know a lot of people wouldnapos;t go back to high school given the choice ( and a very unlikely time machine) but I would only for certain moments and being completely by myself and driving my old car late at night on empty roads with my windows down is a feeling I havenapos;t been able to recreate as an adult. There is just something really adolescent and illogical about it I canapos;t manage without feeling self-conscious.

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Anyway grad school is good, life is good Iapos;m on Fall break and I plan on taking the dog on a LONG walk tomarrow. Maybe even drag Adam out to a corn maze this week. I bought apple juice and mulling spices so one of these nights Iapos;m gonna make a big pot of cider

Adam and I finally set a wedding date, looks like weapos;ll be getting married with our families then hopefully throwing a keg/grilling out sort of party the next night for our friends. So clear up Sunday the 18th of October 2009 and make plans to drink and fool around in Knoxville.
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