September has always meant the end of the summer for me. As soon as Labour Day is done, the very next day would be the big day. The First Day of School. What a scary prospect, since each year it meant that something else was going to be new, someone else was going to start out as a stranger and I would feel out of place for the first little while. The strange thing now is that although I have been out of school for over a year, my body is still tuned to that day. I may be going to work instead of school, but the night before I still can’t get to sleep and get butterflies in my stomach. It’s such a weird feeling.
September means the incoming of my all-time favourite season: fall. There is something special about all of the seasons that exist, but for whatever reason fall/autumn has a special place in my heart. It could be that the change of colors and the slow progression of heat going to cold get to me. I am a nature person through and through so any change in weather or nature piques my interest and brings out that inner me. It is the slow progression of summer’s last try to outlast itself before the cold sets in and we prepare for winter time.
The fall season has a lot of surprises in stock. A lot of book publishers publish their most anticipated books/authors. Students transition from high school to university/college and become adults over night. Store merchants scramble to set everything out in an appealing way to catch consumer’s attention and go from red to black during the holiday season. Before we know it, it will be Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. It seems that fall is the
shortest of the seasons because it travels at light speed and doesn’t let you take it all in before it disappears down the road. You blink and it is winter time.
September has always been a transition month. It is part of autumn but also still a part of summer because people do not want to accept the inevitable; winter is coming. I always try to slow down and enjoy it to the max.