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This morning the air felt different.
This morning the air felt different.
I walked outside and shivered.
I walked outside and shivered.
The cold bit my cheeks.
The cold bit my cheeks.
I saw my breath for the first time.
I saw my breath for the first time.
It was like a small cloud.
It was like a small cloud.
I stood there and watched it disappear.
I stood there and watched it disappear.
I thought about time passing.
I thought about time passing.
Summer is a memory now.
Summer is a memory now.
I am not ready for winter.
I am not ready for winter.
But the cold reminds me to slow down.
But the cold reminds me to slow down.
Maybe that is a gift.
Maybe that is a gift.
I will wrap myself in a blanket.
I will wrap myself in a blanket.
RY
My first cold morning
by @ryan_speaks