Autumn Equinox

[verbal202236]

I have been constantly been distracted by the season change. I keep dreaming of double chocolate pear cakes, burnt orange thigh high socks, slugs finding homes in damp leaf piles, moth eaten cardigans, Emily Haines lyrics "Will we always be like little kids running group to group asking who loves me? Don’t know who loves me! It’s pathetic. It’s

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[inamoratakitsch]

AHHHH! As I read this, I was listening to this (on Pandora) for the first time ever:

[gonadsandstrife]

Plotting.

I see the aliens have returned you home.