It's that fun time of the year when winter begins to settle in. The first big snowfall happened not too long ago, and now the weather has decided to trick us by moving to above-zero temperatures briefly. I won't fall for it though.
I went home this past weekend to see my family and tie up some loose ends. It felt nice to be taken care of for once, so here I am, sitting in a sweater my mom bought me from Old Navy (oh, moms) and a too-expensive "I deserve this" scarf, purchased this weekend. My wallet hurts.
I'm alternating between Alice Munro's Runaway and the third Hunger Games book, Mockingjay. I think this is because sometimes it's good for books to make you feel sad, and sometimes it's good for books to make you forget why you feel sad. (Jesus, was that depressing?)
Speaking of distractions, this movie looks good, no?
