Same dif.
I love this weather. The sad melancholy existence of Fall. No matter how hard you try to put it out of your mind, the bitter chill of cool day in August serves as an ever present reminder that the march of time, and the seasons, is inevitable.
But, for me it is a reminder that the world of red and yellow leaves, warm jackets, and pumpkin pie lie in wait.
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