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the familiar rustle

the familiar rustle

Though the change of seasons isn’t dramatic in the Bay Area, I’ve been noticing the familiar rustle of fallen leaves skipping across the sidewalks in the wind. It started a few weeks ago, just when I had begun hoping for it, and the tightness in my chest—from stress, from worry—relaxed at the familiar sound. I […]

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