Changing Seasons

It's that time of year again, the air is still warm but it carries with it a cold accent. The change of the season is approaching us, and even though it happens hundreds of times during our lifetime it still feels unusually new.

I love Autumn it is my favourite season, where some of the best natural changes occur and it can be the most beautiful time of year, I think the poem To Autumn by Keats sums it up much better than I can, It represents the most beautiful time of life just before death. It feels this way to me too, Winter is a harsh time, the bringer of great depression. It is also a beautiful time, I love the cold; frozen breath with a hot cup of tea and a white covering of frost across anything the air touches.

Unfortunately for some reason these times are the worst of the year for me, that cool yet mild breeze sweeps across my face and gives me a kick in the stomach like it has so many times before. The slow degrading of the seasons is followed every year by my own mood levels, In short; I fear this time of year. With autumn comes a gruelling time of year, when you are in education autumn represents new beginnings, new years, new challenges and often another new way of life. That is what this autumn brings for me, I have finished my undergraduate course and am now beginning my post graduate course, after making some very difficult decisions and possibly costing myself some friends in this recent storm called life.

Winter then approaches which always instills a sense of desolation within me, which is not welcome but is inevitable. I think it's something that happens to many people during the winter months, almost like Seasonal Affective Disorder where the cold light of winter affects a persons mood. I am hoping that the new changes in my life will help to balance the upcoming seasons with work or new people, but it is no guarantee. We shall see...

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