It's Monday morning and I'm on the northbound train to work. Today is also Halloween, but nobody onboard is wearing a costume. I would be disappointed, but since I'm not wearing a costume either, I suppose I have no right to be.

Of course, I'm not completely lacking Halloween spirit. Last night, I bought a couple bags of Skittles fun packs to hand out tonight. I hope to get home before all the children finish their rounds so that I can see what is hip and fashionable in the world of kids' costumes. If I miss the crowd, I guess that will mean more Skittles for me. (Note to self: Skip the train and walk home.)

I also bought a plastic pumpkin bucket to hold the candy because it was a whole dollar cheaper than a plastic candy bowl. Now, you're probably thinking, "Holy smokes, he's a stingy one for buying a bucket instead of a legitimate bowl!" But I beg to disagree. I'm merely being cost-conscious about the candy container. If I were stingy, I would get home early, trick or treat through the neighborhood with my pumpkin bucket and then pass out the candy I collected, keeping the Skittles for myself.

Besides being Monday and Halloween, this is NaNoWriMo Eve. Writers around the world are eagerly awaiting the stroke of midnight to begin writing or procrastinating. Since I'll be soundly asleep at midnight, go ahead and include me in the latter group. If anybody happens to know what my novel will be about this year, please tell me. The sooner I find out, the sooner I can start procrastinating.

I'm currently sitting on the sunny side of the train. Usually, it would be dark outside, but falling back an hour gave the sun a sixty-minute head start today. I can feel its warmth through the window. With the train also heated, it feels comfortable here. Happiness is a toasty train on a cold October morning.