One Good Thing

A late-Fall ritual chases the blues away

Welcome to November — the dankest month. Dusk descends at 4:30. By 6pm, I’m watching the clock, asking myself: How early can I go to bed and still keep my self-esteem?

The answer is: 7:30. If it’s a weekend, I’ll stay up until 8 in order to — you know — party.

November is when I regress into a toddler-state, which includes naps, the desire for a soft bla…