Falling back into the season

A wild wind blows through causing the red dirt to swirl and consume the air and all that’s in its path.

The feel of fall is apparent in the change from too hot to a welcome cool that holds a secret of what’s to come. For all in west Texas, this seems to be something awaited with anticipation of paramount proportions.

With the change comes new holidays, Halloween decorations have been out since summer ended and Christmas ones didn’t straggle far behind. It seems to be in these days people are looking for reasons to celebrate, no matter the occasion. A band-aid applied to make them feel something because the current state of the world offers nothing but the unknown of tomorrow, anxiety runs rampant, and more than ever people are looking for temporary escapes from their present reality.

Seasons associated with feelings of nostalgia, back when times were easy and our level of care could stay at a minimum. Now, everything has changed, the world is not the same.

Published by Nate Melugin

This is a creative outlet for me to get out the things that rattle around constantly in my mind.

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