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It's Fall Y'all

 I am ecstatic that it's finally October. Spooky Season is my favorite, so I'm overjoyed that it's finally here. One of my favorite things about Fall is Halloween. I especially love watching Halloween movies, but I undoubtedly prefer Disney Channel Original Movies to horror movies. Possibly my favorite of these movies ever are the Halloweentown movies. Last weekend, I was utterly shocked to learn that my roommates had never seen them. We have since watched the first three, but I am reluctant to show them the fourth as the main character is played by a different actress. That might not seem like a big deal, but it really changes the vibe of the movie. Another one of my favorite aspects of Fall is that it is finally sweater weather. Fall fashion is, in my opinion, way more stylish than Summer fashion. Sweaters just feel like a warm hug and are so soothing and comfortable. And I'd be remiss to leave out comfort foods and drinks. Hot chocolate, soup, pumpkin spice lattes, and so many others are absolutely perfect in this kind of weather. Being warmed up from the inside out after a chilly day is an indescribable feeling. And of course, Halloween is a fun reason to dress up with your friends (even if we can't celebrate with everyone we'd like to in our current situation). I know that most of these things seem like silly reasons to be excited, but the world kind of sucks right now and finding joy in what you can is important. Don't let this opportunity for celebration go to waste! If anyone is in the market to carve a pumpkin with me, I'll be waiting for the invitation.

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