Going for a run in the park alone, one sweet, humid autumn morning, surrounded by light and falling leaves, and start laughing loudly at a squirrel who’s playing hide-and-seek with me.
That’s the kind of memory I want to hold and cherish about this city.
PS: I’m looking forward to my Linguistics class this afternoon. I’m in disbelief.
PPS: this warm weather is forcing me to go shopping after class. I only have winter chothes in my closet here! Oh cruel life.