Pattern of the Seasons

I have been thinking about my college experience this morning, and looking back at these extremely fast and wonderful past four years of my life. I cannot believe that in less than four months time, this whole experience will be drawing to a close. I am feeling a little bit more confident about being thrown into the real world, which is odd because I honestly have no idea where or what I will be doing still. I have applied to a few random places, and have gotten a few calls, but nothing too concrete yet. But maybe it's that I have been getting those calls, and doing well in school despite it being my busiest quarter ever, that I now have the confidence I need to take my first few steps out into reality. I am entering my independence phase.

Looking back at these past four years, I have noticed a pattern.

Summers have been fun and like a dream, with little responsibility, and doing whatever I please, whenever I please. That is most likely why summer has always been my favorite season. Summer is fun.

Fall has been the new and exciting time when the school year changes, houses change, people and places change, and my attitude for the year ahead adjusts. Fall is still slightly carefree like the summer, and it's football season so that's always fun.

Fall is change.

Winter, with the drop in temperature, the wind and rain, has always been a time of reflection. It's Christmas time, and time with family and friends. It is going out and dressing up, going to dinners, and being with people that bring you back to reality, and bring you back to your norm. Winter is regression.

Spring has been the time of taking control, learning what I can and cannot do. Spring is the time of my life when I become severely independent and try to make changes that will last throughout the year. Spring is when I clear all of the fun and memories out of my system and figure out my new self. My new age, maturity, and my new goals in life.

Spring is independence.

Summer is fun. Fall is change. Winter is regression. Spring is independence.

This has been my pattern for the past four years.

It makes me wonder, am I the only one with this pattern? Does everyone or anyone else go through behavior shifts with the seasons as I do? And when I don't have a school year to revolve my life around anymore, will these phases still occur?

Just a thought.

'til next time,

XOXO, B