There is a distinct chill in the air, reminiscent of the weather most common in the last weeks in September or the first in early October. The sun is out full force, but not obsessive in its ministrations, giving us all some healthy distance. It felt like the first day of school. Viscerally, I was back in 1989 grooving to Prince's Hits and B sides, standing at the bus stop with "Nothing Compares 2 U," and "Adore" filling my senses. It was perfect, cool enough for a sweater.

I'm also psyched because my Illume shipment arrived yesterday and now my house smells like this.

As if all this weren't enough, well I have to mention that I'm wearing red and tan sneakers. I'm digging the small pleasures today, like this cup of coffee I'm about to ponder.