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33 Just Like Autumn...
"Suddenly, all your history's ablaze
Try to breathe, as the world disintegrates
Just like autumn leaves, we're in for change
Holding tenderly to what remains
And all your memories, are as precious as gold
And all the honey, and the fire which you stole
Have you running through all your red-cheeked days
Shaking loose these souls, from their sacred hiding space
Hold your heart courageously
as we walk into this dark place
Stand, steadfast erect and see
that love is the province of the brave
Pushed under this expanse of bursting stars
Let this burning brightly illuminate the where we are
In this hollow that lovers' voices occupy
Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly
Breaking open the walls of this cage
Intoxicated, oh so amazed
Much like falcons tumbling from the heights at play
Conjoined, talons engaged
Hold these hearts courageously
as we walk into this dark place
Stand, steadfast beside me and see
that love is the province of the brave"
- "Province" by TV On The Radio
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Its October. Autumn is upon us. I'm about to turn 30. Everthing in my life seems to have been going through changes this last year. Sometimes it was hard, lonely and sad, but mostly it was exciting and transformational. I feel stronger, clearer, wiser, more curious, more alive, than ever before in my life. Bring on the next decade, I think I'm ready.
A couple of days after my birthday I am taking a trip to where the leaves change more spectacularly than anywhere else on earth, back to the University of Virginia, my "alma mater". This will be the first time I go to visit since I dropped out in 1997. Ten years have passed, and all that goes with that. I look forward to seeing this place and that part of my history through the looking-glass of who I am today.
Autumn is here. Change is coming.
33 Just Like Autumn...
"Suddenly, all your history's ablaze
Try to breathe, as the world disintegrates
Just like autumn leaves, we're in for change
Holding tenderly to what remains
And all your memories, are as precious as gold
And all the honey, and the fire which you stole
Have you running through all your red-cheeked days
Shaking loose these souls, from their sacred hiding space
Hold your heart courageously
as we walk into this dark place
Stand, steadfast erect and see
that love is the province of the brave
Pushed under this expanse of bursting stars
Let this burning brightly illuminate the where we are
In this hollow that lovers' voices occupy
Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly
Breaking open the walls of this cage
Intoxicated, oh so amazed
Much like falcons tumbling from the heights at play
Conjoined, talons engaged
Hold these hearts courageously
as we walk into this dark place
Stand, steadfast beside me and see
that love is the province of the brave"
- "Province" by TV On The Radio
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Its October. Autumn is upon us. I'm about to turn 30. Everthing in my life seems to have been going through changes this last year. Sometimes it was hard, lonely and sad, but mostly it was exciting and transformational. I feel stronger, clearer, wiser, more curious, more alive, than ever before in my life. Bring on the next decade, I think I'm ready.
A couple of days after my birthday I am taking a trip to where the leaves change more spectacularly than anywhere else on earth, back to the University of Virginia, my "alma mater". This will be the first time I go to visit since I dropped out in 1997. Ten years have passed, and all that goes with that. I look forward to seeing this place and that part of my history through the looking-glass of who I am today.
Autumn is here. Change is coming.