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The morning air was cool and I could almost taste autumn. What does autumn taste like? It tastes of woodsmoke and falling leaves. Crisp, clean air, and warm hoodies. A delicious blend of late afternoon sunshine, coffee, and old books. Rain and s’mores. Cinnamon, chai tea, and holding hands. School bells, backpacks, and hugs. Most
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I stayed away from blogging for a couple of years because I wasn’t feeling inspired. Instead, I would only post if I felt my writing was of interest to others. I didn’t want to feel judged, criticized, or rejected, which is alwayspart of putting a piece of yourself online. I’ve struggled with perfection and control,
My Inner Inklings 