August days are dripping by, and with them the mosquitos destroying any semblance of a still summer night, the sticky humidity that makes showering twice a day almost a necessity, the societal expectation that your legs should be smooth and hairless as a bar of soap, and no, okay, summer is pretty much the worst.
But Fall. Fall is nostalgic, comforting, fresh.
Can you almost smell the wafting aroma of mulled wine in a hot mug, envision the ABC Family Halloween movie marathons buzzing in the background, hear the crackling of a fiery orange leaf underfoot, feel the tug of a wool sweater stretched just over your wrists?
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What about now? Are you thinking about the possibilities in dressing as another person, another being entirely, for an evening?
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And now? Are you swallowing instinctively at the thought of warmed cocoa?
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Now are you ready for fall? Are you ready to succumb to your most basic flavor desires?
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Are you ready to carve pumpkins, and roast the seeds afterwards?
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Are you ready to make these Pillsbury cookies and eat all of them at once, then fall asleep by the crackling fire?
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Did it work? Are you ready? (It’s a rhetorical question.)
