September 18, 2008

A beautiful fall day in Michigan is like the golden edges of a chocolate chip cookie. That cookie smells like cut grass with a hint of Skin-so-Soft and light tire smoke. It feels like the inside of a fur-lined jean jacket and looks like goldenrod dipped in honey. Only androids and republicans cannot appreciate a beautiful fall day in Michigan.

1 comment:

bethany toews said...

though I didn't think it possible, you are becoming an even more amazing writer everyday.