I’ve been trying to catch up on these “June Jour Challenge” suggestions that F.C. has put out. I wasn’t expecting to knock out a response every single time out, but I’ve had to think about responses longer and harder than I had expected. That’s okay, though; sometimes creative juices take a while to get flowing.
With that said, I thought one response would be a good fit for my “Allison’s Word” category. So, it’s time to bring back that disembodied voice that keeps interjecting during this category.
“Hey, that’s me you’re talking about there.”
Yeah, good to hear from you again, too. The prompt in question is this:
Free-write for five minutes on the topic of this word:
“‘Fall’? For five minutes?”
Yep, we can write for five minutes about the topic in any way we wish. Just set the timer and type away. But once the five minutes have expired, it’s hands off the keyboard. And I thought since there are so many meanings to the word “fall,” I figured Disembodied Voice could help in the discussion.
[singing] “You’re nothing… without me.”
Please don’t sing, okay? So, if you’re ready, let’s set the timer for five minutes and talk about the word, “fall.”
“Wait, I’m not ready yet.”
But I am. Here we go:
The first thing that rises to the top of my mind when I think of the word “fall” is autumn. Understandably, It’s when summertime ends and the temperature starts to get cooler, which can make the heart sink a bit. But it’s also when the leaves start to turn from green to gold to orange before, well, falling. I’ve always been struck by the beauty of autumn. Take a walk in your neighborhood when the leaves turn and it’s absolute beauty.
“Yeah, but what about the time one autumn when you were 5 years old and you fell down the stairs?”
Uh… do we have to?
“You were staring at that big wall mirror alongside the stairs. You were almost to the top, missed a step, and fell back down the stairs head-first.”
Yeah, that’s true everyone. That’s exactly how it happened.
“Geez, you were pretty vain even back then.”
*sigh* Don’t say that. I’m not vain.
“Not fun times, huh?”
No, and I’d rather not think about that night any more than I have to.
“Wow, your mom sure freaked out by your screaming.”
Uh, let’s direct the subject to falling in love. It’s a wonderful feeling, huh?
“Better than falling down the stairs when you were 5 years old?”
*AHEM* When you meet someone, the two of you start building a friendly connection. It can build into an emotional connection. Your heart starts to go pitter-patter at the very thought of that person; you want to think about other things, but your mind always circles back to that person. Then that emotional connection can spark into a romantic connection. That’s the definition of falling in love. It’s an amazing human feeling, isn’t it?
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
You’re pretty jaded, aren’t you? I know that feeling since I haven’t been on a date in eons, let alone having a significant other. (Yep, I’m still single.) But, still, falling in love feels awesome, amazing, powerful, overwhelming… and whatever other similar adjectives that come to mind.
“More awesome than…”
Than falling down the stairs? YES, okay?! We get it!
“Mom thought you had a pretty nasty bump on your noggin.”
Can we conveniently forget that moment, okay? It’s obvious that that meaning of the word may not be as pleasant as the others. But just as much as becoming attracted to someone or seeing leaves change color, they do all share the same four letters:
“Geez, that was a really cheesy closing.”
Oh, you’re going to make fun of my writing skills now? Better watch it or I’ll write a post where you oh so conveniently fall down the stairs.
Yeah, that wouldn’t be fun times, huh?