So, we meet once more. The temperature dropping, the early dark evenings, colors sprouting instead of green, and you bring out a thicker duvet. I love this time of year. Of course, it doesn’t help with certain people counting down to Christmas.
To be fair, I love most seasons – for the share variation they represent. Stagnation is a form of repetition of the familiar, isn’t it? Or a lack of change. No, I say – bring diversity, randomness, and happiness for all! Bit of too much a mouthful for a chant, though. This gives me an idea for a new character, too.
Oh, and take a look at the date, please. I know the hour stamp isn’t matching, but then again, nothing’s ever perfect, is it?
