Don't get me wrong, this 75-degree weather is awesome -- but it would also be nice to have some crunchy leaves and chai lattes. I keep writing the wrong dates on all my class notes because it can't possibly be November right now.
"And something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings,and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and I suddenly saw the heavens unfastened and open." - Pablo Neruda
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