Tuesday, 22 September 2020
There are so many beautiful things in this world, we just have to open our hearts to see it.
I've always had the capacity to find beauty in everything.
I could even find myself tearing at how overwhelmingly wonderful the world is.
How can there be sadness in a place with such delightful things?
Autumn is here, and with it came all its ethereal treasures.
I've been so anxious since school started... It has been tough.
But today is special, and I am not blind by the pressure.
It is the first day of fall.
And in a few minutes I'm going for a walk with my best friend.
I want to pick leaves.
I want to feel the chill breeze lift my hair behind my back.
See the leaves fall from the trees and fly down to the ground in dazzling movements.
The nostalgic smell of the damp soil.
Times are changing, finally.
The arrival of fall has always had a sense of a new beginning.
The days will get shorter, the clothes warmer. The rain will start to fall again.
The books have a different sentiment under the autumn weather.
The unique scent in the air during this time of year.
The blankets and the candles will come back. The hoodies and boots as well.
The foods, the scents, the colors, everything.
My suroundings will finaly feel confortable, and that is everyting I needed now.
For the outside to be confortable, so my mind can rest.
(Watch the video, It's meaningful)
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Head High
Non-FictionI am eighteen now, and still scared. I haven't always been a scared person, life somehow made me that way at some point. Over the summer I learnt to fight back. I am still scared, but you don't know. Because I have my head held high. And mark my wor...
