It's Monday. And I'm pretty sure it wasn't ever fully daylight at any point. It's rainy and windy and cold here in Toronto, and the leaves are coming off the trees. And my dear friend Heather's apartment needs a fresh coat of paint, and of course I'll do anything to procrastinate on homework, so over I went. I brought coffee and she made eggs. We danced to Destiny's Child and Ja-Rule and Usher, reliving highschool mixed tapes. The purple of her bedroom is cheery and sweet, and the mauvey-grey in the rest of the house is going to look cozy and warm, just right for burrowing in for the fast approaching winter.