Why I Don’t Like Hallowe’en

I really don’t. Keep calling that energy into your life, and it’ll show up.

I especially don’t like the accompanying imagery that comes with the holiday. Like, I’ve never watched a horror movie, that stuff gets stuck in my imagination and wreaks havoc.

So every year I actively avoid it, and every year when asked what I’m dressed up as, it’s the same joke – I dress like I do every other day, and admit I’m a spy.

But now that I have a house kids come to the door, so I have to participate.

By dumping a box of candy into a Happy Meal pail.

Perched in my surveillance chair, “Trick or treat guys, what are you dressed up as?  I like your manners.”

Then attended a neighbour fire, one of my favourite things.

 

 

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