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Seasons
We all have a favorite season we could live forever in and I am no stranger to that notion. I adore my autumn days and can admit I get melancholy when itβs over. Without seasons, it would simply be impossible to appreciate one over the other.
Simple Joys
The older I get, the more I revel in the simple joys, in the unassuming, and chaos followed by lifeβs gentle rhythms. The wiser I get, the more I discern that my missteps are all part of this dance. The more I seek, the quicker I unravel layers of the world, finding threads in which we are all connected. The older I get, the more I am met.