The trees are proclaiming their Fall colors as I drive I-90 and listen to the Score with Edmund Stone featuring scary music for Halloween. It’s featuring arachinoid phobia and snakes as in music for Raiders Of The Lost Ark.
The point is that all this made up scary and morbid stuff doesn’t bother me as much since it's now been almost 10 months since Sam has been gone. It is even helping me make fun of death. It’s like making a game out of my emotions and turning it into icky “slime” that the kids all over are making for fun these days - YUK!