I woke up and

found myself cranky. The heat in my apartment had not been strong enough to keep me warm and water had been running in the shower, as the knob was too tight to close. I already had the super to fix it for 3 times but within a week, I had to start hearing one of the most annoying sounds, - water running." It was on Saturday, a beautiful sunny day and the super was off. I was desperate enough to try to fix it with minus and plus screw drivers, but of course all my endeavor was in vain and I got soaked on top of that. Left my house leaving everything in a mess with still grumpy mood, I headed to Central Park, which was one of "to do" lists for that day anyway. (I'd wanted to go to see the fall in the park too bad but kept missing a chance. At previous night, I checked the weather forecast and I saw the "sun" mark!) Once I got there, I was speechless; I mean I was alone, so anyway I would have to be speechless despite it. The blue sky without clouds, the sunshine that was so strong and sharp that I had to screw up my eyes, colors of the leaves like bright yellow, red, pink, brown, dark green, apple like red, the beautiful tapestry of the leaves on the lawns, the shadows reflected on the met's wall, falling and dancing leaves, there were no moments that didn't excite and amaze me. "Oh My God!" I was walking for 2 hours. "Oh My God!" I was singing for almost 2 hours. I was as if I had never seen any of them in my entire life. I was totally, completely, absolutely, in a euphoric state of mind. I wish I could dance alone... but my sanity stopped me. Oh, nature you, nothing could be as beautiful as you. Right, so I skipped going to Guggenheim Museum to see Richard Prince, which was sort of one of my "to-do" lists as well. I didn’t want to ruin my feeling of calmness, peace, and happiness for something "artificial." The show and the artworks will not run away for a while, but this beauty will be hard to catch. no, I will not be able to see it ever again. It will be all different in the next fall. I didn’t care for anything but indulging myself into nature. Then, on the way home, I thought ,“the thing is that the issues in my apartment are such tiny little things to be concerned, yes actually a waste.” I was excited to go back to my small messy and lovely castle. And, “ Ok, I will cook a squash soup to embrace the color of the fall!”