I've seen lots of great colors this week. Here's what fall looks like on the road at 65 miles an hour:
In addition to this blur, was the vague memory of a dream I had last night. I dreamt that Kenny Chesney met me and wanted to date me. Then, this morning on my way to the shower, there was a Kenny Chesney song playing on the radio! Do you think that's a sign? I don't even think he's cute, so I have no idea where the dream came from. But it's Kenny Chesney, people. He had me at Hello.