With that being said, I just want to take a moment to comment on the weather.
Yes, the weather.
It's fucking great, isn't it. I sleep now with the windows open, feeling that cool breeze blow though, whispering what's ahead. Some say that spring is for lovers. Bullshit man, not me. October is romance. It's romantic. And I don't say any of this due to my birthday or anything. I mean, fuck knows if my b-day was in July, I'd still hate the month just as much as I do now.
But October....it's different. It's peace, it's grace, it's mystery....it's that time of year again.
I wait a whole year for this month to come by and even when it's gone, I'm still pretty pleased with what's ahead. Winter is the best time of year. Everything's cold and grey. Everything seems to become clean again.
It's October, and the world seems to turn just a bit spooky.
What a beautiful time of year.