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Schrödinger's Pussy
Observing a box has never been this much fun
Fire...check. Coffee...check. Breakfast....baking. Plans...none at all. 
8th-Nov-2008 10:50 am
The rain this morning has white, crunchy texture to it.

Wasn't it in the 70's 2 days ago or did I miss Autumn again?
10th-Nov-2008 01:43 pm (UTC)
I'm glad I'm not the only one feeling a bit rushed. My mental leaves just started dropping, I'm not ready for snow to put them to bed yet. This used to be my most mentally active time of the year! Winter is too cuddle-under-a-blanket, Spring is the time when a young man's fancies turn to amore, and Summer is sprawl-out-on-a-blanket weather.

Fall was when I would walk until I got tired and decided home sounded good, or ponder a leaf as it drifted down. Just cold enough to keep me focused, but warm enough to feel alive.

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