“And every year there is a brief, startling moment / When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and / Suddenly feel something invisible and weightless / Touching our shoulders, sweeping down from the air: / It is the autumn wind pressing against our bodies; / It is the changing light of fall falling on us.”
— Edward Hirsch, closing lines to “Fall,” The Living Fire: New and Selected Poems, 1975-2010 (Random House, 2010)
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life should really just be *wakes up refreshed* *drinks some coffee* *eats some oatmeal* *reads a book* *eats some stir fried vegetables* *reads a book* *eats a cookie* *reads a book* *drinks some soup* *reads a book* *goes to sleep content* *wakes up refreshed*
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