Spooky season, day 1. Already exhausted. The decorations aren't even up — the boxes are still in the garage and the cobwebs are still in the bag, and this skeleton is running on fumes and last year's Halloween candy. He peaked in September. Honestly? So did you.
September is the month of ambition: crisp air, falling leaves, "full haunted house this year." October is the month of consequences: one string of orange lights and a guy handing out candy in his regular clothes, telling kids he's "dressed as exhaustion."
Costume decisions. Pumpkins to acquire. But the second wind always arrives — right when the neighbor's decorations look better. Nothing recharges a skeleton like spite.