The Last Walk

I am on a walk.

Likely the last walk I will take in my neighborhood before Halloween has passed. 

Also likely the last where so many leaves will still be on the trees. We're expecting storms tomorrow, a gloomy day before Halloween.

As I walk, I can't help but wish to find myself entrapped in some kind of time loop. 

It doesn't seem fair that the next time I walk these streets, so many of the decorations will be gone. The feeling in the air will have evaporated, gone for a whole year yet again.

I look at the road in front of me and I see the stress of the holiday season. I see springtime allergies. I see the inevitable battle with summer and the depression it brings me. To think I will have to endure several months of neverending blinding daylight and stifling heat again before this all returns is almost too much to bear, even though it's only the 29th of October. 

I'm just not ready for it to be over yet.

I look around and try to see if I can find the portal. The portal to whatever would make this not end. I wish I could walk somewhere where it wouldn't...just disappear off my own street, into a world of eternal Octobers. 

I don't know if anyone would even notice I was gone. 

But alas, time keeps moving forward. 

The inevitable end is near.