Darling remember, when you come to me, I'm the pretender

Pinch me, because I must be dreaming. Or has the long-awaited day finally, at long last, arrived? Is this the moment to finally demolish the dam and allow the "little bit" of venom in these statements swell into the titanic dose that has been held back up to now? It seems so unlikely a candidate!

No... no, not yet. I have four pages of grievances, you see, and it takes more than a handful of minutes to convert that to journal format. As ever, a handful is all I have been given today. But, you know what? Fall has returned with a vengeance, dropping temperatures in a sweeping effort to enforce a strict, sweater-inclusive, dress code. Warmth of all kinds has fled me this morning, so conditions will soon be perfect to serve the dish I am told is best while cold.