Another day in my paradise
Tuesday, November 3, 2009, 5:20 PM
It is fall, and the world is slowly losing the colors that it decorates itself with during the happier times of the year. This, to me, is both a relief and a cause for this feeling of desolate emptiness. Walking around now, out in my rather limited territory, I see the small changes that are so easy to ignore. The way that my favorite trees slowly expose themselves to gazes of those who would see, the way that the sky seems to harden and grow calloused... The way that the grass grows less lush and more cutting to bare feet, the way that the park at midnight is almost unbearably cold, the way that my stubborn sandals seem out of place among the boots. I notice these things, I analyze the subtle changes in the faces and the outfits, but it doesn't touch me in the core of myself like I expect it to. I wonder if every year I am slowly becoming immune to the beauty and the melancholy around me, if there is a way to bring back the wonder this changing of the earth used to inspire.
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