Autumn Falls

June, or Fall as the Americans call it.
But the Australian's Autumn is America's Spring, so is it still Fall? Will i fall? A necessary time, where the world collapses so it can survive. Death and Rebirth, that is life. We cannot live if we do not die. My romanticised dreams of eternal life no longer exist. I see that that forever would've been wasted. But the dream was evermore true now that its dead.

Will i fall?

Is this my Fall? Or am I in my Spring. I live in this world, but it is not my world. Everything is the same but it is different. I am in Spring, my Spring, experiencing Autumn, awaiting both Summer and Winter simultaneously, both death and rebirth.

Am i falling...