This season brings gratefulness for

my friends, who call me out

to travel and experience the fall

in all its Glory. It brings my eyes

to cold weather football, which the

Steelers dominate every year. And I am

forcefully given memes by Claire, who has

destroyed my sense of humor, but like “in a fun way.”

This time of year calls forth the

smell of Chex Mix cooking, which

in turn brings me floating down the stairs

like a character in a Warner Bros cartoon.

The chilly air summons the feeling of

Christmas, peeking it’s rosy cheeks around

the calendar corner. Also creeping is Cousin

Sebastian, from San Fran. He’s a part

of the West Coast Kauffman Clan, here

for the holidays. I hide from him in my room,

gazing longingly at all the new game releases

that I don’t have the funds to buy.

November brings a lot, but what it really brings

          Is a reminder to be thankful.