today is a yucky day. gray. drippy. really windy. cold. just plain yucky. the kind that makes you feel alive. but the leaves are changing, lighting their limbs on fire, and the wind loosens the dead ones, letting little flakes of gold flutter down around me as i walk under the canopies of colossal trees. and the rain and the cold only serve to make me think about how nice it'd be to find myself alone with a blanket, some coffee, and a lot of movies. well, maybe not alone...