Fall days turn yellow

Light is quick to disappear and it seems like i'm at the end of the day...time to rest, to dine and to read a good book in front of the stove. But when the light goes, i start the second part of my anomalous working day, i drive my car in the dark roads and i get to school and i meet people and i teach until late, while everybody's is out drinking beer or in front of their paralyzing televisions.

So when the light allows me to play, i walk and i go out and i picture my fall.