There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any second.

oh shit it's shit

Give me just enough information so that I can lie convincingly.

But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.

It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.

stop now before i kill you
a word to the wise from your friend
PENNYWISE