...Gyntie.

I can't imagine not having a pet growing up. We went through fish, mice and guinea pigs, but Gyntie's been there through it all. He's old now. Mostly blind, deaf, arthritic. But he's still our psycho puppy, and he still recognises me (by smell probably) whenever I come home.

...the opportunity to study engineering.

by the way

Semester doesn't actually start for a while. I'm just procrastinating... setting up.

...crunchy leaves on my way to the letterbox.