It’s getting to be that time of the year, when snuggling in bed feels like the greatest of joys

Woke up shivering in the middle of the night yesterday and had to walk to the closet and bring out the winter blankets. I guess in my home blankets serve as visual affirmation of a season.

My brief sabbatical from work is coming to an end all to quickly and what I’m going miss most are days like this when I take myself out on a date as the world rushes past in a frenzy around me and I laze around in a cafe with a book, some pretty dessert and endless cups of coffee.

Re-watched All the Presidents Men with Scooby recently and have compete intentions of watching it again once I get back home.

On a completely unrelated note: I feel unnaturally happy at the prospect of packing a suitcase. Wonder if that’s normal!!


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