Something wonderful happens every October. The awful Mississippi heat finally subsides a bit, the bad horror films I love fill the TV, and the local Southern Baptists go into hiding, worried that their children might succumb to demonic influences. Is it any wonder that this is my favorite time of year?
It snuck up on me this year. I've been so busy at work that I barely had a chance to notice that October was here. In fact, it didn't finally hit me until yesterday when I was outside cleaning up fallen leaves and doing other yard work.
I always find myself feeling better this time of year. I have more energy, feel more optimistic, and seem to enjoy doing some things I haven't done in awhile. It is a brief respite until the crass commercialism and Christian privilege of certain other holidays take center stage.
Now if only I can manage to find that perfect horror film that might actually give me a bit of a scare, I'd be set.
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