A few things we could get used to
Golden light and the feeling of basking in it
The shuffling sound through leaves and the stomping nosies boots make on pavement
A belly full of warm food
Long, long, long shadows
The feeling of bare feet on carpet
Things that look pretty when dried
Fresh bread and the people who bake it
All those things that go translucent when the sun shines through them
The cold air; cold enough to have weight and body but not enough to make you numb
A walk in the woods
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