Notes
For cold sunrises in a heated car. For streets disappearing down the hill. For docks on the edge of the lake that drift in and out of view. For hot apple cider as you watch people walking out of the mist in the park. For the loudest silence ever heard in a forest. For winds bringing hillside houses in and out of sight. For pulling your jacket tighter so you know that you're still there.
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