Not much to say at the moment, except that the month of November agrees with me.
Perhaps it's growing up in Chicago, which is gray and chilly 4 months out of the year, but come
November 1, I'm switched on in a different way. Holidays, nostalgia, wood stove, and the rugged outdoors all combine for a perennial seasonal feel.
I dig it.
Over and Out,
--Nick-Dog
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