“This Autumn, let something die. A worry, a relationship, a project that has run its course. Let go of anxiety over the future. Let go of guilt. Let go of other people’s dreams for you. Let go of the fear that happiness or success or love or joyousness somehow isn’t…
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We could stand to get some moisture (there’s an unbelievable amount of dryness and dust beneath all of the goregousness) but I’ll wait just a bit longer so as to hold on to the grace that is the property as the sunlight washes over and dances upon every visible surface…