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listening: regina spektor, samson

Nothing out of the ordinary has happened in the two days I've been home. This blog is not to announce the dropping of any mattresses or the removal of any wisdom teeth. I'm just curled into my bed - a little early for me - listening to Regina Spektor on repeat, reading Savannah's blog, looking at pictures, occasionally checking Facebook.

Sitting outside today, I noticed that it was the first day that felt like fall. There was a violent wind and some clouds, but they were not the harbingers of a thunderstorm or even rain. Just fall. I suppose there's a reason that 'winds of change' is a cliche.

Staff meeting and housecleaning tomorrow.

ykylm,

rae