Watching the sky brighten early in the morning.
Feeling to possibility of a cold slip by.
Taking the first step.
Home-made mini apple pies.
Recognizing ridiculousness.
Sneakers.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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