So today I had the following process of thought: “Wow, it’ll be June next week. June is summer, and July will be really hot and weird but go by fast, and then it will be August, and then September. I fucking love fall. I can’t believe it’s almost September again.” And I was really excited for about ten seconds, before I remembered that it’s actually still May. But still. And now my friend is done brushing her teeth, so we are going to go watch Stranger Than Fiction, and tomorrow we will wake up and go to the Farmer’s Market and then walk along West Cliff, and then I will go to work.  And then someday soon it will be fall again. And it will be good.

So today I had the following process of thought:

“Wow, it’ll be June next week. June is summer, and July will be really hot and weird but go by fast, and then it will be August, and then September. I fucking love fall. I can’t believe it’s almost September again.”

And I was really excited for about ten seconds, before I remembered that it’s actually still May. But still.

And now my friend is done brushing her teeth, so we are going to go watch Stranger Than Fiction, and tomorrow we will wake up and go to the Farmer’s Market and then walk along West Cliff, and then I will go to work.  And then someday soon it will be fall again. And it will be good.