the_good_kind_of_strange raze after portions of the recently departed summer threatened to cook me from the inside out, i'm grateful for the swift return of something resembling sweater_weather. it's strange trying to wrap my head around the idea of only being a few days removed from walking around outside barefoot, in shorts and short sleeves, skin slick with sunscreen, concrete barbecuing the soles of my feet. but it's the good kind of strange. the kind i want to cozy up to and cuddle with. 220928 what's it to you? who go blather from