Too worried with the present day

Fall is a strange season. Nature presents us its beautiful colours. I enjoy them. I like the wet streets’ scent after a rainy day. I like the warm feeling of the roasting chestnuts I just bought at a street stall and kept in my coat pocket. Yet I’m feeling awfully sad and gloomy. I hardly can fulfil my daily duties. But I must. I feel exhausted like one of the million leaves that fall from the trees these days. But I can’t fall. I have to keep going. Keep going… Keep going…

“Six of One, Half a Dozen of the Other.”

Author: Olga Brajnović

Journalist. In my fifties. I've worked for 26 years in a newspaper in Spain. I worked for two years as a stringer and correspondent in the US, and went as a special envoy to other places like the Balkans. Sea lover. Avid reader. Classic Music enthusiast.

1 thought on “Falling in Fall

  1. graydaysandcoffee says:

    I’m sorry you’re struggling to get through these days. Keep looking for the little blessings like roasted chestnuts, and try to just do the next thing. I hope tomorrow is an easier day for you.

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