i'm willing to accept your arrival. really, i know there's nothing i can do about it. but can't you take it easy on us? do you need to rub it in our faces like this? with all the blustery wind, grey skies, and chilling rain? it's killing me.
can i tell you --- i look forward to your visit all year. i eagerly await your crisp air and crunchy leaves. and i haven't forgotten it's on your account that i enjoy hot cider, pumpkin bread, freshly picked apples... but you come in with this bad attitude! i mean, i know you take a tough wrap. i know, and i'm sorry - that would make anyone grumpy. you need to know that, even though it isn't always apparent, we love you. really, we do. it's just...well, could you maybe take it a little slower? give us some transition time, you know?
eventually, we'll come around.
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