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The Small Joys of Fall are Arriving One By One...

by Jessi 2 months ago in depression / selfcare / humanity / advice · updated 2 months ago
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The Small Joys of Fall are Arriving One By One...
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This Wednesday, things feel elevated.

The fog is slowly rising above the tips of the pine trees, and I watch in awe as it sweeps gracefully across the Pacific Ocean from my desk window. The flame from my new autumnal scented candles flickers side to side as the wind blows quietly into my office space. I can hear the sound of my cat snoring and purring below me and I take yet another gulp of pumpkin-flavored coffee. The small joys of Fall are arriving one by one.

I finally feel as though I can relax and breathe on my off days. There is no pressure to go outside and sweat to get a tan. There is no anxiety to hike miles through the sand dunes, but instead, I can just sit in my pajamas and simply be... I can be still. Quiet. Lazy, even. I thoroughly enjoy the safety and comfort that colder months provide. Days such as today give permission to get cozy by the fire and watch videos on whatever special interest I have at the time. Today, it's fashion.

I can't begin to describe how excited I am to, finally, be able to wear clothes that I actually like now that the temperature has dropped and the clouds have returned to the scene-- layers upon layers to bundle in. Oranges, browns, and greens have replaced the blues and whites in my wardrobe. I can dress in scarves and hats and blazers and sweater vests... *sigh*

Anyway, I also have the energy to clean my home and make things feel warm and welcoming with candles and pillows and cute little door mats. I hung some orange lights in the entryway and I smile every time I see them. It truly is the little things. I've decided that if it gives me serotonin, then I don't care if it's "too early" to celebrate autumn-time.

As someone with Summer Seasonal Affective Disorder, these small moments mean so much to me. To feel free to just be... that's something worth writing about in my book.

It's always difficult to describe and explain to people why I moved from warm and sunny Alabama to drizzly and gloomy Oregon for the sake of my mental health. Every Summer that passed, I would say This is the last Summer I spend here! And I meant it with my whole heart. I couldn't take it anymore! I wanted a true Fall season. I wanted to see the foliage change and I wanted to feel the crisp air on my skin and not just dream about it.

I wrote about autumnal things based on films and novels and poetry. I had never truly had an honest-to-god Autumn. I had False-Fall. That's what we call it in south Alabama. It's so frustrating. You think 'maybe it's really happening this time,' and then another heat wave strikes. You're peeling off your regrettable layers as early as 11 o'clock in the morning like a fool.

I could rant further, but I think you get the idea: I love Fall.

So, what? I'm certainly not the only introverted author spellbound by the darkly golden months of the harvest. What is it about Fall that feels so magical? The joy that sparks when I see a red crunchy leaf is intense and absurd, I'm sure. Nevertheless, here we are.

“But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”

― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

What brings you joy these days? Do you feel a boost of dopamine this time of year? I'd love to know.

Now, it's time to go grab yet another pumpkin cream cold brew...

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Jessi

Writer on the Oregon coast. Lover of nature, poetry, and coffee!

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