Brrrr! When did that summer breeze turn into a winter chill? The leaves crunch under my step in the afterglow colours of red and amber. Raindrops hit my head and suddenly I regret not taking my umbrella. The next thing I know I’m at home cozied up in a blanket.
My head feels like it’s spinning. My nose is red as I sit in bed and wait for the holidays to come. Season’s greetings is what I hear, but my sneeze has other things to say.
My imagination is so strong that I can almost feel the warm sun. Bring back that summer sun and rolling clouds. I want to fall asleep on the grassy hill by my home.
I sneeze again and remember that I’m still sitting in bed and that grassy hill is a muddy mess now, covered in leaves.
Later, when I sit in class, I know it from the sound of sniffles and stifled coughs, the season of sneezes is upon us.
All I can say to cheer myself up is sneeze-ons greetings to my dear friends. Take care of yourselves this season. Rest well and take your vitamins.
Image: Simer Haer/The Cascade
Emmaline is working on her BA and ambitions to become an English teacher. They always say, those who cannot do, teach. She spends her free time buying, reading, and hoarding books with the hope that one day she will have no furniture and instead only have piles of books.
