I've opened the pipe baffles and the vents, I've closed all the windows, I've set the thermostat to the legal 21 degrees...suddenly it's cold outside, and since I'm feeling a bit sick I want to lie on my couch and be warm, warm, warm. The grogginess of snuggly exhaustion. A movie or two. Snooze.
Last year it snowed on my birthday. No snow yet, but it can't be far off. It's time for winter, I've had enough of those sweaty nights (and that sweaty makeup), I've earned these chilly fall winds and overcast skies. Beautiful! Let me bundle up with a cat and a book and a gently blowing furnace vent.
Yeah, by February I'll be sick of it, but not now.