September, again.

September, again. For the workaholic, uptight creative like myself, a new year starts in September. Slowly, it gets colder and sooner t...

September, again.

For the workaholic, uptight creative like myself, a new year starts in September. Slowly, it gets colder and sooner than we think, everywhere will be covered in snow. With the Autumn winds come new beginnings, new thoughts, parts of a new self-image that I have yet to find a place for -which sides do I shave off to fit, the parts or the me now?

I'd forgotten what it's like to not have control over the events in my life, like learning to blame it on providence or serendipity. It's been a year and a half since I developed a true sense of what I want so I've always kind of stepped in when I thought I should and pulled back when it wasn't worth it. I feel like this year won't be as black-and-white easy for me to make decisions as I usually do. I'm graduating -I don't have the time to mull around the important things, or the power to really tell where I'm going just yet. I can see road signs but who knows when those were last updated. Wherever happy chances take me this year, it terrifies me. Only because I don't know, and not knowing makes me overcompensate.

Don't get me wrong, I'm heading towards my future with a cooler of positivity but in my years of maturing, I've found that every positive thought calls for a road trip of introspection of some kind. Positivity without contemplation is merely apathy in my opinion. Positive thoughts take effort, and the effort is in the introspection.

September has come, and the many doors of fate have opened once more.

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  1. "Positivity without contemplation is merely apathy in my opinion. Positive thoughts take effort, and the effort is in the introspection." ----taking notes. Beautiful, as always.

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  2. I love your writing. September is definitely a month for new beginnings

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