When The Leaves Blow With Reason

I can confidently say, I am not a fan of Autumn. It’s funny, because I enjoy winter and Autumn is the first step. Ultimately, it’s because I’m not a fan of “spooky season”. I don’t like it being darker for longer, I don’t like the Halloween decorations, I don’t like the chill in the wind, and I don’t like the sound the crispy leaves make as they blow against the ground. 

It tends to put me on edge. It seems like the world brings in dark and spooky things without a good reason. I don’t enjoy it. Not one bit, not at all. However, I have slowly stopped believing in things happening for “good reason”, because that implies things happen for “bad reason”, which is not something I need to have in my head. Instead, things simply happen for a reason. 

So, under that logic, the world is scary for a simply neutral reason. I don’t think it’s my role to know what that reason is. For all I care, it could be that I would be too powerful otherwise (mwehehe). So when the leaves blow and scratch the ground and make my skin crawl and my heart rate quicken, it also comes with reason. 

We develop and grow as humans, as a process of enduring the “reason” in which events occur. As such, everything does happen for a reason. That reason might simply be so that you can be better tomorrow than today. I think there’s merit in this; it can be applied to handling injuries, mental slumps, frustration, etc. 

All in all, it’s a fancy way to say “if it’s not okay, it’s not over”. But I think I needed to tell myself that tonight and what better way to organize thoughts than with a blog.