as fall approaches in sf i can't help but think about the blustery, bone chilling days to come and how MUTHER FUCKING BAD i want to come home to a crackling fire. in my fireplace. that i don't have.
but then i remember there are no seasons here. all year 'round you experience the same odd mid-range temperatures that are IMPOSSIBLE to dress for... so don't be jealous.
wait yeah. be jealous.
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