This is it.
I love fall. It is my favorite season. But I’m not quite ready for it. I want the boots and the sweaters and the caramel spice and the falling leaves just as must as anyone else, but not right.this.minute.
I am done with work for the summer. I am putting off
packing for school. I am looking at reading lists and scavenging for used books.
I am dragging my feet.

