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i love this time of year. everything is changing.

change is good. necessary. from the leaves on the trees, to the cocktails i choose at the bar, to my living arrangements.

it's so foggy out that i can barely see lost lagoon from my window. and as the fog is slowly burning of, it still hangs over the lagoon. pretty ethereal. ledgend has it that the ghost of 'the mumbler' haunts the paths around lost lagoon. on mornings like this, i beleive it.