I went for my first walk in ages tonight.
The last real walk I remember going on, was a December morning, when Halloween was being discarded.
I remember seeing pumpkins by garbage cans, empty spaces where ghosts once flew.
The ghosts of ghosts, you might say.
The world hasn't looked the same, since then.
But now, now it is autumn. It is that magical time when September shifts into almost-October; goes from being my birthday month to almost-Halloween.
Not everyone has decorated yet, but it is starting.
The world is beginning to look like a place I recognize once more, and old friends are appearing on lawns or in doorways, or peering down at me from windows.
I'm not sure if I'm waking up from a dream, or have fallen back to sleep.
But whatever it is, it feels good.
The best I have felt in a long time.
"Welcome back," I say to the decorations, and to autumn and Halloween, and to myself. "It feels like it's been forever."
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