I like the sound of raking leaves with a steel rake (however, I do not like raking leaves). I like the maple leaves taking over streets even when there's not a single tree in sight. I like the wind messing up my once carefully combed hair. I like walking around with a leek sticking out from my handbag. I like people commenting on said leek. I like people commenting on my groceries-as-accessories (so far: milk, oranges, a leek).

I will be back later with a matchbox if humanely possible. (I have English phonetics exam first thing tomorrow morning, and phonemically speaking /aɪm ɪgˈzɔstəd/.)