A SEASON OF CATHARSIS
“It’s just this weather…the rain and the clouds,” is what you’ll tell me.
No, save it. It’s not the weather, the rain or the clouds. The truth is, I love this weather. I was born and raised on the wet west coast and have never once complained about our climate. After all, we do live in a rain forest.
Original Photo: Rachel Turley on Flickr
I have long felt that Fall is the most colourful, texturized and tangible season. It is a complete sensory experience; between the vibrant colours, contrast between warm breath and cool evening air, the scent of fresh rain on concrete, the taste of hot herbal tea on the tongue and the feel of everything altogether on one’s skin. It is simple beauty.
While most would name Spring as the season of hope, to me it is Fall that - quite literally - signifies turning over new leaves. Or, at the very least, shedding the withered ones. I am desperate for change; this seems to be a sentiment that is going around.
I have phenomenal friends, a fantastic family, a job that pays the bills, a really sweet apartment that keeps me warm and dry (though is running desperately low on closet space as of late) and a whole host of other things for which I am thankful.
Sometimes, however, the same things can get awfully tired after a while. I walk the same streets to the same office tower and sit in the same chair every day. I buy virtually the same food items each week from the same grocery store. Every morning I get the same coffee and cookie (and just yesterday realized I spend probably $30 per month on ginger molasses cookies alone!). I have lived within the same walls for more than four years now.
I don’t feel as though this need springs out of any significant event in my life or feelings of inadequacy and dissatisfaction. However, the truth is that my life has become encrusted with an overall sentiment of stagnant. So what gives?
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whatever you do, dont go away to some far off country that’s completely different for a while and come back thinking you’ll be able to break out of that. seriously, i came to a dead stop in the middle of an aisle in superstore the afternoon i got back and for a minute or two was just about panicking about how to handle the redundancy of buying the same groceries in the same store in the same way on the same street and on and on….
however, one temporary cure… random, wild air guitaring all over your apartment.
Ginger molasses cookies are the best… Are you getting yours at Starbucks? They are to die for.
I agree with you on the fall. I love the smell in the air after it rains and changing leaves on the trees. And I love wearing scarves and sweaters. Drinking hot chocolate and taking hot baths. Bring on the fall…
Stagnation occurs when you satisfied the majority of your needs. Pursue other goals and you will break out of your routine. I too felt that way last year, I came to a realization that I doing the same thing over and over again, day in, day out. So I decided to take sketching classes to stimulate my creative side. That just a thought, just know that most people go through this kind of thing.
On fall, I don’t mind it at all. We in Vancouver are blessed to have 4 seasons of almost equal lengths. I have friends that have moved down south to LA and they complain about there really only be 2 seasons. Spring and Summer. Besides when else are we gonna get to show off our new jackets, sweaters and scarves.
Amen…. love the fall.
and yes - ruts suck.
Oh and i also wrote about how “falling” leaves resembles personal renewal - cool!
My thought is that the change occurred quite drastically. Like bam, and summer’s over. Maybe move things around your apartment to make it look fresh. Add a new piece of art work. And you just started at the gym, so perhaps give that a chance to kick in.
Or have a different cookie with your Americano
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