The evening got so chilly that I had to put on a hoodie to go out to the mailbox. My joints must have stiffened up more over the summer, as it was more difficult than I remember to get my arms into the sleeves. Then it took me several minutes to get used to having it on. Fall wardrobe. Strange.
I think I had weird dreams again but can't remember them. There was just an uneasiness in the back of my mind, as though something that was out to get me had almost succeeded. It was probably just me trying to get me, though. That's who it usually turns out to be. Lucky for me I'm incompetent.