It's quite cold outside, the Blue line into the city is under,
and I'm feeling rather...
well, to quote molly:
'There’s no sense in wishing for the inevitable, but still: this year I want to skip ahead to the feeling of having surrendered Halloween night to nothingness— to an overstretched candy-corn-for-dinner stomach and a book and no curiosity whatsoever about what anyone else is doing.'
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