50

In my neighborhood, people pile their leaves in the gutter for the city to pick up. When no one's looking, I drive through the piles sending the leaves flying into the air.

It makes me feel alive.

PS. I'm a 50 year old housewife.

Summary
A housewife shares her secret joy of driving through leaf piles in her neighborhood.
Insight
Simple acts can bring joy and a sense of aliveness.
Style
Front Art
The front features a soft, blurred background with autumn leaves, enhancing the nostalgic feel.
Orientation
Landscape