Whilst the dew descends on the earth in the early morning, and the sun breaks through the clouds, I can smell the seasons change from Summer to Autumn. I feel the sun warm my cheeks as the wind whips around my face and I smile into the showers. This is my season and what a glorious season it is!

Ding! Ding! Round 2
Deep breath as I walk up to the entrance. Breathe. It'll be okay. It's not the same place. They're not the same people. Breathe, just breathe.
This was running round my head like a lopsided puppy with a chew toy, which she didn't really know why she was carrying, but she sure wasn't letting go. 

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