Dear Binda,

I love fall. I love any change in season. Even pizza tastes better in the fall. Kisses are sweeter. I’m thinner (in my head). This season is like the slices of onions that are a bit too encroaching on an otherwise perfect pizza. Yes, this season has it’s imperfections. But that’s okay. The weather makes it possible to walk those problems into a smoother stance and to help the smell of dead leaves makes me think that solutions are in the air.