The vivid colors, the crunch you hear when walking through the woods, the brisk air in the mornings, the "splat" of wet leaves just pulled from the gutter hitting the bucket, the racing engine of a neighbor's snowblower getting exercised before it's needed for duty, and the constant whine of a child trying to convince their parents that shorts are ok to wear despite the frosty mornings because it's warm in the afternoon.

And now I wanna burn some leaves while sipping hot cocoa.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.