Grappling with Grammar: A Grammar Gallimaufry

Reasons. October.

Pockets weather. No mittens or gloves or muffs. Slip your hands into your jeans
Rich burnt oranges and crimsons and yellows
Real football weather
(real shivering)
Sunday walks with crisp leaves for crunching
Plump orange pumpkins and those other "ornamental" squash
(Seriously? Ornamental? I think I'll eat the one ornamenting my apartment shelf. Raw)
Sweater weather. Don't try a cable-knit just yet, but yes to the cardigan
Extra-blanket-nights
The canyon
Puffs of your breath, walking up the hill to campus
(fifty pounds of books in my bag, walking up the hill to campus)
Spiced apple cider
First spotting of snow sugaring the mountains
(clear sign that snow will be at my door in bags of sugar in no time)
One whole grocery aisle devoted to too-sweet orange and purple and green and black bliss
Occasional fog or mist or drizzle or downpours,
Which leads to occasional puddle jumping
(wet socks)

*Things I can’t live without...reading (especially with my kindle), cooking, traveling, my laptop, classical music, friends, dark chocolate, running, my cell phone, Italian food, J. Crew, comfortable shoes, journaling, my family.

Fragments:

So many options. Mulling them over in my mind.

Do I want that one? Yes...No...Maybe. What if I’m wrong?

Feeling perplexed and anxious. Rushing. I have to make a decision soon.

Blank stare at the screen, options blurring together. Focus.

I come to a final decision...I think.

Suddenly the question comes. Ice cream flavor?

Default. "I'll take chocolate," I say.