The morning came with dripping skies over the balcony. Young and old trees, all aligned in the same movements, start to mourn again, as the last days of summer pack their sun and walk away.

Not so happy with the rain, a squirrel runs fast across the road to search for shelter; wet leaves and soaked soil are not exactly her favorites, so any piece of dry nature would suffice for the moment.

The slow and still peaceful wind makes the furry friends want to run faster, as they raise their wet noses up, feeling the change. Autumn has come.

Humans happily start wearing their cozy sweaters, umbrellas pop up everywhere and everybody welcomes the rain this time; no complaint so far, even the small children accept it, as this is their time to return to schools and use their new pencils and notebooks.

Masks seem easier on the faces right now, with the chilliness of the day stroking the cheeks; no longer a weird thing to see, everyone adjusted to this new way of living until… Things get better. At some point, all the eyes meet and share the same electricity – we are all in this together.

The change of the season could do no more than just make us realize – life goes on, no matter what scars or victories are left behind.

Every battle and every fear disappears with the last sunset of summer and somehow… That spring sadness seems more distant now than ever.

It’s a feeling of safety, as the rain will wash away our stress and leave the streets clean, remove the dust from the rooftops, freeze the time for a moment and give us the opportunity to begin again.