The weather today spoke to me.
It told me to stay inside.
So I did.
And I read.
And I sewed.
And I exercised (badly*).
And then--then I thought and I thought and I thought.
And it's been a combination of contentment (did I mention I love autumn?) and absolute frustration (nothing to do with the weather).
Where has this year gone to, I ask?
*I'm trying Zumba. And, trust me and my uncoordinated limbs, there's a reason I'm doing it in private.