It’s me again.

October… possibly the best month of the year. I can’t tell you exactly why. Yes, I love autumn. Honestly, I love everything about the middle of fall. The leaves, the spices, the impending eeriness of Halloween.

But it’s not any of that, it’s a feeling. One that I can’t really describe. Like the air taste of a mystery flavor sparkling water. It’s there but you can’t pinpoint it. Excuse my making absolutely no sense, no one has used that analogy ever.

September was not my month. I felt so removed from myself and the things that I was doing. There was a 14 day period in which my anxiety outshined my own personality, my true self.

This disconnect left me feeling dread. I didn’t have trust in myself and my abilities. I didn’t stop and reflect, like ever.

My mindset was extremely negative and that is extremely unlike me. I complained about the busyness of life instead of embracing it. I get to be here, 12 year old Olivia would think that’s pretty amazing.

After sleep-deprived tears, hating the woman in the mirror, and contemplatively pulling my ear one too many times… I’m ready to start to feel connected to myself again.

This month I’m going to let myself experience things that bring me joy… and write about it. I’m going to think deeply… and write about it. I’m going to live in this moment and stop getting ahead of myself… and, you guessed it, write about it.

Because writing, pouring my feelings out through my keypad, is the thing that makes me feel the most connected to myself.

The editing will be minimal. I want this to truly be my canvas *wink, wink* to express my reflections.

I have to mention my dear friend Adi. They were the first one to here about this endeavor. Love you Adi.

Welcome to the October Chronicles straight from the MacBook and mind of Olivia. The boring, the exciting, the difficulties. I’m going to document it all in true blogging fashion.

October 1st, here we go.