There’s this feeling on the edge of summer. You can taste the chill of autumn on the wind, but only faintly. A whisper of potential. A quiet delight.
It is the pinnacle of peace.
A gentle knowing.
Breathe.
There’s this feeling on the edge of summer. You can taste the chill of autumn on the wind, but only faintly. A whisper of potential. A quiet delight.
It is the pinnacle of peace.
A gentle knowing.
Breathe.