It is Friday. Friday is good. Therefore, by the transitive property (A=B & B=C, so A=C), it is good. If I had it my way, today would be filled entirely with reading a book by candle and Christmas twinkle light, sipping coffee from a mug that looks like it came straight from the quaintest of little bed and breakfasts, and wearing excessively snuggly socks. Doesn't that sound like the loveliest of days? Although I can't commit to a day like that, I will enjoy the cool breeze of fall and look at the sky and smile at strangers and wear boots. Because it is October. And it is Friday...and Friday is good.
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