Hello litebeings, with the Mars square Pluto transit this morning, I learned that a friend of mine is seriously ill. She is so young and strong and this news makes no sense to me. No sense at all.
I drove to the store today and it became apparent that fall has arrived in Philadelphia. Slowly but surely the leaves are turning and gliding through the clear blue sky. I long for normalcy in this anything but typical year of 2020. Here is a reblog of my post about Philly traditions and shifting cycles of time.
It is only fitting that I post about this Hall and Oates song on the first full day of fall, here in Philadelphia. This version with Diane Birch is from Live from Daryl’s House. I moved to this city to start the fall semester of my senior year at Temple University, so it is an anniversary theme of sorts. My trip to University City last week really reminded me of those first days of freedom and adventure in a new city and new state ( Though I did live in Reading , PA as a child).
The first time I heard this song on the radio while living in Philly was very special to me because it was in early autumn. I told myself I would hear it every year on the radio as a way to usher in the season and mark my life in this amazing…
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