Autumn leaf

The annual death of summer just happened. The number one culprit: autumn. Better stay indoors because the mass murderer of trees just arrived into our town for a visit. Almost half of the trees are almost dead. Few blows of the delicate wind and hundreds of leaves fall. In the summer these leaves were the powerhouse of the tree, but now they became fragile and vulnerable. 

Autumn is just around the corner. The prelude of winter. This is the time of year when people decorate their houses with orange ornaments, fill their basket with candies and chocolates, dress up for the Halloween, carve pumpkins, drink a lot of pumpkin spice latte and eat other pumpkin recipes, swarm the malls for once in a lifetime deals, and especially go spend a day with families and relatives on Thanksgiving day. Autumn is one of those seasons everyone loves because of these reasons, but not me. I enjoy autumn by staying indoors all the time doing nothing. I enjoy the company of not having a company, in short being isolated. I like the sound of silence in the morning. It has that sense of tranquility that an extrovert person won't comprehend. The streets are empty and people are in their warm and cozy homes as I sit here staring and observing the cold trash. 

Yesterday was the day when I saw this one leaf hanging on a tree beside this trash. This particular leaf was almost rotten, but it was still holding on this tree tightly. Fortunately for that leaf there wasn't much wind that day, but the time will come soon. As finals come by these few days, I remembered my grades. Like my grades they are clinging on the passing tree. They are trying to stay on it until they can. It just made me smile for a moment and then disappointed. Autumn is almost over, but it left a lot dead leaves behind it. As I wait for spring, I'll watch this leaf until the very last moment it hits the ground with it's fellow fallen comrades.