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i woke this morning, and sprang out the door.

hot-footing it to my yoga class in my sandals.

in my sandals!

it's warm enough for open-toe footwear in the morning now.

 i love that.

i leapt into the day, with a dull ache in my head from lack of sleep

(i still can't fall asleep before 3am lately)

but i didn't mind.

the air felt so crisp 

so full.

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i forget this feeling that soars through my body this time of year.

until it's here, that is.

i drift through winter time, rugged up and seemingly accepting of the chills.

of the grey days.

of the blue days.

and then, it's september. 

september!

and suddenly i feel lighter and i can't help but notice every budding flower as it bursts into bloom.

and bloom it does.

bloom it must.

and i lie here on my cloud white bed dreaming up pictures ..kind of like these actually.

of cakes and lakes.

of landscapes and great escapes.

and i keep dreaming and filling my head up - until it too bursts.

and blooms.

bloom it must.

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and the sky just sighed a little and let out some tears.

but the air still feels the same.

and i know that i can do that too.

i can bud and bloom,

i can sigh and cry,

and i can just let go and surrender to the whole crazy cycle.

and i can feel the same.