Looking at the huge dry-erase calender over my bed and I can't help but question why October decided to get up and drop me so rudely on November's doorstep. I love you, October -- you with your flame colored trees and smoky scented oddities... why did you feel you needed fly from me with the Canadian geese searching for warmer weather? I feel
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