There's a particular sort of feeling that only creeps up in October. I don't know if it is the full blown academic atmosphere I usually experience at the time, or the slow descent of the weather into frostiness, or the noticeable lack of light, but whatever it is, inside of me it makes me want to sit at home and drink hot chocolate with my book.
That's the general feeling today.
It contrasts, I suppose, with the amount of things I have to do these days. It's a bit funny. But at least it makes one appreciate rest more.