fall musings on a freezing metal bench by a pond
i'm sitting by a pond right now, it's chilly and breezy. the leaves have disappeared. they were green and now they're gone. this time last year i was at one of the lowest points in my life, but i can confidently say i'm okay now. it's crazy what a year can change (and a little bit of therapy). fall makes me so contemplative. you know, in summer, the past melts deep into the recesses of my mind, only surfacing on certain warm summer nights. those ones where the air smells like a memory. in the fall, i feel the past like i feel my frigid fingers right now, the skin flaking off the back of my hand. the air is not yet bitter cold, nor am i. i'm simply just thinking, existing, being. november is one of my favorite months, for no specific reason at all. it's a waiting month, like august. my other favorite, melancholy month. i am coming to appreciate life in all of it's complexities, feeling more grateful to be alive than ever before. i've grown a lot. le...