Highs and lows,
crests and troughs.
Dear October,
When I read a book I never highlight nor do I fold papers (I don't want my books to think that I don't love them) but I use multiple bookmarks. I can't always re-read my favorite books but with bookmarks I can re-visit my favorite pages.
Re-read them, Re-live them.
And dear October, I have bookmarked you as my favorite month of the year.
Now,
as an adult one often comprehends, sooner or later, that life takes its own course no matter how differently you would like to shape it. And its okay. Countless books and movies would suggest destiny is in our own hands but little bit of crookedness and mystery is perfectly alright. It keeps things exciting.
But,
as an adult you would be bogged with monotony, no matter how exciting you life is. Highs and lows, crests and troughs. And you would lose touch with things you love - reading, writing, dancing, playing... laughing.
Last few years have been hard. And without getting into it too much - I started let go of things I love. So you October, I decided, would be mine. I would indulge and not dwell. And I can conclude lot can happen when you decide that things should change.
Friends were united.
Foes were forgiven.
Love re-kindled.
Drinks were poured.
There was dancing, lots of dancing.
Read pending books.
Met new friends.
Tried new things.
And now re-starting to write.
And,
I almost didn't plan anything. One thing led to another. So yes, lot can happen when you just decide that things must change. So October, you were a benchmark. You will never really fully understand you were such a massive gift and what you have done for my soul. Thank you.
And now, November.
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