how come the weather has such an influence on what you do that day? If it were 75, sunny blue sky with a light breeze like it was the past week, I would want to be ready, walk around town, get a coffee and sit outside and study the rest of the afternoon, and be happy about it. Today, it is back to overcast Ohio, chilly (which I don’t mind), grey hazy sky. All I want to do is sit in my room with my hood up, with my comforter over my legs, and the blinds shut, and write on tumblr in my bed, while sipping apple cider, and eat pumpkin pie for lunch.

Oh wait. That is what I am doing.