Autumn reflections and changes

One by one the leaves turn yellow... fall. Are we losing something this autumn? Are we leaving, leaving behind what is not ours... remaining with the life that each of us must live in the right, sincere way.

Maybe it's just a change of color, a different look, but the essence is still the same. Or it's a new stage of reflection, enchantment and a way to attract attention.

People try to find answers to their questions in books, psychologists, fortune tellers or God... it's terrible! It's terrible because you have to occupy yourself! Better than a psychologist, magician and wizard, is God! Isn't this an attempt to escape responsibility, at least indirectly... - it wasn't me, it was the psychologist who said it.

The damned prickly character of a perfectionist does not give me peace and plays a very cruel game with me, when the fear of a mistake is too great for any of the steps... which holds me in place. And to know for sure the right step without an experienced path is a lottery.

If this leaf has changed its color, is it worth picking it? What will happen if it breaks off and flies away when you are about to reach for it? Or not the other way around... not save, but chase?! Tear it off so as not to spoil the overall background of bright green, reminiscent of summer and warmth...

Alas, this is a terrible weakness.
This is the disease and the trouble.
Don't take a step towards me,
I stand - neither here nor there.

But even in this case, a person has an excuse, a reservation, an exception to the rules and a kind of trump card - what is yours will stay with you.

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