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For the avoidance of doubt... Yes... I definitely have an opinion...

#1089163 added May 12, 2025 at 8:21am
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May 12 2025 - Seasons of our lives
Prompt: “In May, anything seemed possible. If only I could learn to harness time itself. To make every month like May! Or, perhaps, to live backward in time, so that whenever the end of the month arrived, I could turn May right around and live it all over again.” ― T.A. Barron
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There are never enough hours in the day. The ability to harness time itself would seem to be a gift on the surface, although I wonder if it would just lead to being more burnt out as we inevitably try to squeeze more into our days. Is that what achievement is? Doing more, or as much as you can?

In the Northern Hemisphere May is when Spring is in full swing – Summer just around the corner. The days are getting longer and warmer. There is a sense of optimism that comes with that. We’ve just come out of “hibernation” and the cold barren wasteland of winter. Everything is possible. Everything is full of life again.

In terms of the seasons of our life. May may represent young adulthood. When we are starting to find ourselves. There is still so much life yet to live and the pathways are not yet set in stone. It’s an exciting time when we can experiment and make mistakes. It was probably my favourite time – mid to late twenties – it’s when I met my husband. It’s when I started to careless about other people’s opinions too.

We often have less commitments and are only responsible for ourselves. To be able to relive that time over and over, to perfect the life we want, is an enticing idea. Maybe that is what T.A. Barron means?

I now live in Australia, so I’m about to enter those darker, moodier months (which I love – as I am also dark and moody). I am entering the Autumn of my life. Full of colour but starting to creak at the seams. I’m originally (NH) an autumn baby… so I tend to lean towards the storms, comfortable with weathering them.


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