I am possibly the only person in the world who gets excited about autumn. Summer peaked too early and then dragged on for fucking ever. I am ready to live in my fur coat and my Docs, and make a twat of myself in tutorials, and warm the new flat in a cautious and civilised manner, and write more (less emo) songs, and just generally be the apparently slightly different person that I appear to be now for like, unspecified reasons. Does anyone else have these Alice in Wonderland feelings? Or is it some kind of mental illness?
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