Autumn Art.

My daily coffee dosage doesn't seem to appeal to me lately. I think my mind tells me that the coffee is definitely decaf and that I am definitely not interested.

If all goes as scheduled, this week should be my final week of trainings for the remainder of my AmeriCorps year. Training weeks are like the introvert's nightmare. A lot of volunteer interaction, small-talk, nodding your head, energy, public speaking, running around, etc. Although the amount of trainings I deliver have dwindled down since I first started (and oh how nervous I was), as a VISTA dedicated to communications, I handle a lot of post-training processes and procedures.

It was nice, then, that yesterday Cliff and I walked to CAC to check out the JR exhibit. Even though he looks like a pretentious douche bag (we walked by him on his launch day after dinner a few weeks ago), his work was incredibly powerful. It was amongst my favorite exhibits, and really, my top exhibit experiences were actually at CAC. There are many reasons why I love CAC but quality exhibits put the extra whipped cream on top of the cherry on top of the ice cream, you know?

 As my 7:30's become increasingly darker each morning, the air also grows crisp. This solely means that I am undeniably ready for fall-related festivities, sweaters, and socks. It also means that the end is near.