These past few days it’s felt a little like everything’s happening all at once, and I’m not exactly sure how to navigate it all. But it seems like I’ve at least made it through the thick of it, so at a minimum I’ve got that to hold on to. The fact that Halloween is happening in less than 24 hours didn’t even cross my mind until just now, and I’m suddenly realizing that I have absolutely nothing to do tomorrow except for switch my usual Netflixing to the creepier depths of the X-Files and gorge on cereal. I might even wear all black to make tangible my holiday spirit, but then again I kind of do that at least three times a week. Maybe I would have been better to save the above for tomorrow so that I could claim that the strategic micro-slashes awkwardly hovering over the in-office-ish fold-over skirt were planned as a sort of Scream tribute. Fake blood would be just too transparent.