Fall back.
Fall back into leaf piles.
Fall back into leaf-jumpers were adorable in theory, but leaf piles amassed by four capable raking bodies is infinitely better in practice.
Fall back into the satisfaction of city leaf collectors taking all the leaf piles away.
Fall back into Stranger Things.
Fall back into a boy in your bed, afraid of Stranger Things, who keeps wanting to watch Stranger Things.
Fall back into chili and dal and a full menu of child-repellent stews.
Fall back into you may help yourself to a bowl of cereal instead. No not the sugar cereal. FINE fine whatever.
Fall back.
Fall back into wool socks, flannel sheets, and down comforters.
Fall back into thermostat wars, blanket tugging, and keep your icicle feet to yourself.
Fall back into old habits.
Fall back into blogging.
Fall back into Halloween candy. Whoops.
Fall back into warm fire-places. Actually, please don’t do that.
Fall back into fear of chimney fires instead of fear of gas grill fires.
Fall back into ugly toes you forget about until you’re on your yoga mat.
Fall back into longer hotter showers.
Fall back into thank God soccer season ended
Fall back into oh dear God soccer season ended.
Fall back into I never want to leave the house.
Fall back into someone bust me out of here.
Arise to brighter mornings.
This post is part of #30BrighterDays; a thing I made up to brighten each day of November
Child repellant stews! HAHAHAHA!
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