Dear October
Dear October,
You’re the kind of month that gets me excited about the little things.
Burnt-orange leaves. Layered jackets. Pumpkin-scented candles. That amazing feeling of stepping out of the cold into a warm house that consistently smells like freshly-baked cookies and happiness. Being able to curl up with three blankets and not become hot and sweaty. Foggy mornings, fuzzy boots, flaming-red noses and cheeks. Honestly, I don’t even mind the fact that having a red nose and cheeks makes me look like an elated clown because it means that you are here, October.
You make me think of polaroid cameras. You have limits, but what you create is tangible, what you create is real. There’s an air of authenticity to you that is difficult to match.
October, you let me breathe. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, I am never forced to break my rhythm; instead, I can choose to extend my breaths for pure enjoyment. I never gasp for air in October.
When you arrive, there is inspiration. Inspiration to paint, inspiration to write, inspiration to decorate the entire house with a multitude of crazy items related to Halloween because October means creativity and October means change and October means that change can be good.
Once upon a time, you were my least favorite month, October. I couldn’t stand the cold, the winds, the fact that trees were dying and dropping their leaves to the cement below. I couldn’t stand the shorter days, the increased homework, the idea of having to wear multiple jackets.
But then I remembered that you’re not out to hurt me, October.
You are just as you are and I cannot change you.
But I can change myself, and sometimes, that might be the best route to take.
Dammit I love this post. I also love the fact that you have the most gorgeous gifs at the start of each of your posts. In our traditions, we don’t really celebrate Halloween. And it’s weird because all my life I’ve gone ahead and read books about trick or treating and dressing up and spiced pumpkins and what not, despite never actually having experiencing it myself.
But the month itself? What can I say ?I would elaborate, but you already said it 😉
P.S Nirvana. I spy yet another song named Nirvana. Great -.- (Okay, maybe I’m being a little biased since my name is Nirvana here. THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE. *flourishes weapons*) Lovely post!
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Aw, thanks Nirvana! Tumblr gets credit for the amazing gifs, you can literally just search any key words and something or the other that’s pretty will show up :’D
Nirvana is suuuuuch a good song! It’s my favorite by Sam Smith so you should definitely check it out despite it trying to steal your identity 😛
Thanks again!! ❤
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October is a fantastic month, especially in the countryside where everything seems to shift and you get this freshness that sort of echoes spring in the ghost of summer. Oo, that gives me an idea for a poem.
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You literally just put everything about fall into one sentence- can’t wait to see the poem! 🙂
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Well I might not stick it up on wordpress as I’m trying to build a sort of catalogue of poems/short stories for writing competitions but if you’d like to see it I could email you a copy once it’s written.
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That would be fantastic!! There’s a little form thing to contact me with on my contact page, you could just go ahead and put it in there. 🙂
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Sure. It might be a couple of days though. I’m currently fighting with a short story for Bare Fiction Magazine’s competition.
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Absolutely no problem, take as much time as needed- Even if you finished it only by next year, I’d still love to read it, haha! Good luck on your short story as well!
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Thank you. It feels like I need it at the moment.
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