It's such a blessing to be able to share the last day of (the Gregorian calendar) summer, running the rain through, actually, multiple forests, quite literally frolicking in meadows full of flowers-- coincidentally, standing at the intersection of two paths, one that's less traveled than the other. Absurdly, continuing to run faster as it gets colder and farther from home, where the graffiti beneath the train tracks becomes unfamiliar and the sight of buildings equates to civilization, compared to where we stood, wondering, how much yolo is buried inside the magnificent human body.
I beleaf.
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