Stepping outside, a warm breeze greets me with the faint smell of slightly overripe fruit, which isn’t bad. It is the familiar sensation of walking through the woods as a kid during the summer. Heat. Crickets. Birds. Wind. I feel a sense of boldness like I’m the only one who is noticing such a fine day. A day for kids to play is sprinklers, eat watermelon, laugh, and spend this time in return for nostalgia. The day doesn’t only last for today. It can last our entire lives if we let it. Just take the time to stop, for half a second, and breathe. 🙂


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