On Saturday the 23rd of September I turned 40, and threw a witchy tea party to celebrate. We all wore black for the occasion, made beaded spiders, and ate way too much food. I got so many thoughtful gifts.
That night Tom and I ordered take-out and rented A Ghost Story which I’ve been wanting to see but wasn’t playing in our area. I loved it, sweet, sad, and a film that leaves you thinking about it long after the credits roll.