November

Hey there, November.

I can't believe there's two months left of this year. 2018's been an interesting one.

I've been listening to Christmas music all week, but I'm glad at least now it's at least a little more acceptable than before.

The cold is coming. It's supposed to snow on Sunday, the fourth. This time I think it might actually be true. It's been bitter cold and I dread winter more and more each time the temperature drops even one degree.

We hope and pray I don't drop out of school this month.

I get to go home this month. I get to see my babies, my family. I get to stuff my face with turkey and stuffing and pie. And I get to escape the cold for a little bit.

I've been pretty homesick, November. It's hard to imagine going home to not my home. I keep envisioning the holidays in my beloved childhood home, and then I'm suddenly hit with the realization that that's not home anymore. But really I just want to see my family.

I don't really know what to expect from you, November. Mostly a lot of Christmas spirit: music, Hallmark movies, food. And probably some stress.

October, pt. ii

October,

You brought the first snow, but not on that first Tuesday like we thought. It was yesterday, your last day. Luckily it didn't stick. The first hint of winter.

Your weather was actually wonderful. 50s, 60s. I've been holding on to every bit of this fall weather before the hell that is Idaho's winter hits us.

You brought a lot of hardships, October. Some mid-life crises... at nineteen. (I'm writing this in English 301, so that should tell you something about how this semester is going.)

But, October, you also brought a lot of fun and love. My first fall. Some new friends.

Thank you.