Adventurous spirits.
Colored pencils.
Breeze.
A new year.
A new car.
Those moments when I feel connected to you; when I think we might be okay.
Singing with you in the car.
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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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