September

Well, I must admit that I didn't always adore the autumn season. It was most probably because of my birthdays — that unfortunate event. So, I always felt bitter when the season arrived. Also, that season feeds my melancholic character a lot. I feel very upset without even realizing it. In summer, you may feel cheerful most of the time; cozy in the winter, or hopeful in the spring. But fall... It is indeed the "fall" of nature and our mood. You mostyly feel melancholic and sad. It may have a pleasant look outside, but we all know the truth: a lot of things start to die, mostly in nature, and then you start rotting in bed, wanting to sleep all day long — much like nature itself.

Lately, I've been thinking: spring and fall are quite indecisive seasons. They don't know what they want to become. Some days, it's rainy; other days, it's sunny. Some days are warmer, while others are colder. It's as if they have no idea what to do with themselves. So if fall was a person, they would have BPD.

It's also quite strange that we choose fall to start new beginnings, like school or the academic year. Maybe we could have chosen spring, like the Japanese people, symbolizing revival.

So, I hadn't had a good relationship with this season until last year. Then, I started to enjoy it, once I realized that fall is all about spending more time indoors, drinking hot beverages, cooking warm meals, baking desserts, enjoying long nights with a cup of coffee, reading books, wearing anything you like because the weather is too unstable, thrifting new jackets, creating new playlists to match the vibe, taking pretty pictures of the trees, and sometimes feeling cold or hot or drinking cold beverages thanks to the unpredictable weather.

The beginning of winter.

Welcome, September. Bring us luck.