Be warned, fun runners. The storm that blew through Sacramento last weekend brought down an epic amount of leaves. Since you probably already know that Thursdays are trash day in East Sacramento, street parking will not only be impacted by the 2 to 3 cans at the curb, but also piles of leaves the height of a toddler.  If I were you, I'd park at Sac State.  But that's probably a cluster and a half too.

As of this writing, it's supposed to rain, which I assume means some of you will be passing on the holiday tradition of running through my neighborhood in the freezing cold. If it doesn't rain, you will be treated to a beautiful sight. The leaves that are left in the trees are in full color.

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I’ve never really walked through the mind of someone other than myself. I’ve attempted it, but then again, how could I be accurate? I don’t know what makes me different from every other girl in the world, but I know the factors that multiply to equal me.

I remember, when I was a lot younger, I wanted a more common name. How many people do you know with the name “Natachi?” I wanted the straight, flowing hair. I wanted the hourglass. As I continue to evolve into a young lady, I embrace my culture. I love my name, which means “from god.” I embrace my hair, and I appreciate everything I have because without them, who would I be?

It’s funny sometimes, looking back. Thinking of all of the ridiculous things that ran through my mind and straight out of my mouth.