By Isabella Dionne
When I think of fall, I think of nostalgia. It’s my favorite season, but it still reminds me, somehow, of sadness. Maybe it’s the way the trees turn and the plants die and it all gets a little bit colder. But at this time of year, I like to grab a blanket, pour a mug of tea, and put on some good tunes. This month (and most months, for that matter), I’ve been stuck in the ’70s.