Infestation.

There were 12 gypsy moths on the screen when I took this picture. There are 15 there now, at 9:30 PM. They're harmless, soft, barely alive it seems. You can get up close to them, even touch them, and they won't move.

I did it.

I slept with my window open last night. I had a nightmare, but having fresh air when I woke up helped me get over it.

Justice.

It stopped smelling like winter after my last post. Last night when I left work, it was 71º F. It felt...balmy. I wanted to take my turtleneck off (but didn't). I love balmy.

Last night, I slept with a window open and dreamt with the drone of rain and the smell of sweet breeze. Tonight, it's already too cool to do that again. (But I may try.)

Leaving work today...

It smelled like winter for the first time this year.

It's too soon. I haven't started my Christmas shopping yet.

I don't want to put another year behind me.

I didn't create enough memories this year.

How much more can I cram in to the next two months?