the way my house smells after I have been baking and cooking with herbs
the weight and warmth of a cat when he is sitting on my feet while I lay on my couch
pulling weeds
sentimental songs played all day long..none of them associated with an ex! just sweet old memories of me
the coolness of the air now that our heat wave has dissipated
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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