When it's time to change...

These are the best days of all. The sky has found its color after months of haze. Early evening brings forgotten coolness and the air is tinted with a touch of sweet decay. Pieces are finding their grooves and I have to unlock the majesty of the star. October makes it necessary to hold on to each day as something special, like Gatsby grasping at the impossible. Gotta read that one again. Certain books unlock the ghosts of my heart and allow them to play which makes everybody happy. Reading IS fundamental and I almost feel like reaching back to the Hardy Boys to rediscover my literary roots and influences. By the days, my camera shall roam and my brushes will stay dipped. I stand by my dish.