Yeah so it’s been a few days since I’ve actually written. And in the last couple of days things have changed a little. I have a cat now. Holy crap, I have another living being that I’m supposed to take care of. What was I thinking?? lol…okay seriously, I love him. He ‘s adorable and he makes me happy.
So now onto the entry. What do I see…trees, streetlight, apartment building, ooh people! lol…it’s dark outside and earlier tonight it felt so much like fall that I half expected to see a pumpkin by someone’s door. I love fall and I wish it was a little closer. While summer is cool (allows for swimming, hiking, etc.) there is something wonderfully mysterious about fall. The rainy days, the foggy nights, it makes me think of London in the 18th century or something. Then again, I swear I was born in the wrong time. I’m a fanatic for creepy things. I love horror movies, and scary stories, and the way that fall feels sort of enhances that feeling. I like anything that feels mysterious…it makes it sort of surreal and sort of dramatic. I think I have some acting blood in me, lol…anyway, I’m not really sure any of this made sense. And I think it’s quite funny how I was told to look out the window and write about what I saw and it turned into me rambling about why I love fall. Well it was either this or talking about how my dad saw the ficus tree dancing around the living room the other night while it was grinning at him…damn Ambien. 
