Seasons

I love how there are four of them. I love how they change because I am always changing with them. Sometimes I feel like they don't change fast enough, some times I think they go by too quick. Each season brings a feeling of something new while also leaving me feeling nostalgic.

My favorite season is the fall. It's when I become the most creative. Sometimes I pick up a paint brush. Other times I never put down my pen. But I feel like there's something in the air that makes me want to be creative. There's beauty in the wind. It's what changes the leaves. It's what changes me.

In the winter I love things that are delicate, that radiate elegance, creativity, and care. This is usually when I write most of my songs, play softer music, and the books I read, movies I watch, and stories I write all involve love and happy endings. I usually claim to be in love around this time. I watch Love Actually over and over, and I take the song "All I Want For Christmas Is You" a little too seriously.

In the spring I'm trying to warm myself from feeling like I've been cold for 20 years straight. I anticipate tank tops and no jackets. I hope that warmth comes early. My music gets louder and concerts are a must to keep my sanity.

When the summer finally comes I am thrilled to be out of school (a.k.a prison) where I can do whatever I like. Sleepover,pool parties, and trips to the beach happen often. I feel like I can breath again. Go at my own pace. And do things because I want to. Not because I have to.