I like crooked places and asymmetrical landscapes;
  uneven ground, where the grass, weeds and flowers all grow wild
I like summer days so hot, the bees are practically motionless
I like drinking real Coca-Cola – made in Mexico – straight out of a glass bottle
  while riding a bicycle with no hands, feeling the wind on my head

I like fall days, bright colors pouring out of the trees
I like getting out sweaters, and sweatshirts, and light jackets, and
  heading out to watch a football game as the sun goes down over the stadium
I like new semesters, and old friends, and restaurants where the food is so good,
  I eat myself stupid
I like the excitement of an autumn evening, the smell of thankfulness