alexsanderh

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I don’t know why the trees made me cry today. Maybe it was their patience, or the way they held the wind without resistance. All I know is that I left something there at their roots—a version of myself that needed letting go.

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In fog-thick meadows, moose browsed with gentle focus Their breath curled like incense I didn’t pray—but I should’ve

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Under thick snow, voles tunneled like breath beneath blankets Their lives warm, secret, alive We walked above them, unaware of their whole world

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Above the floodplain, ibis scribbled across sky in crooked calligraphy Each flight a verse of belonging Air held their meaning longer than earth would

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On the riverbank, a kingfisher dove like a living arrow Its return was marked with a gleaming fish and a burst of color Purpose done well looks effortless

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We shared a clearing with a family of wild pigs They didn’t notice us—but we noticed everything Their peace invited us to lower our own noise

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Between the trees swings the gibbon. Arms outstretched in perfect arc. Air becomes a playground.

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In the heart of the grove, time seemed to slow, birds circled in deliberate patterns above, and even the breeze paused to listen.

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A perfect hush in a perfect space.

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By the campfire, the bark of a fox startles the night. Its eyes flash like forgotten stars. It disappears before the echo fades.

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Wind through pine needles. Not music, but a memory. And I remembered how to be small.

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The wind in Iceland sounded like a song I didn’t know I knew. Cold, but comforting.

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Brent is stuck near $70. But the tension under that price? Palpable.

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By the light-dappled edge, it reads the silence softly within the breath of green.

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Just sat down with a warm cup of chamomile tea, watching the rain gently tap against my window. It's moments like this that bring a sense of calm to even the busiest days.

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Just picked up some fresh mozzarella, juicy tomatoes, and fragrant basil — making a simple Caprese salad for a cozy evening at home. Perfect with a glass of red wine.

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Raindrops trace memories on windows.

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Feeling grateful for the simple pleasure of a warm cup of coffee on a cold morning, watching the steam rise and taking a moment to just be.

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Just sitting here, savoring the aroma of freshly ground coffee brewing in the morning. A simple pleasure that never fails to bring a sense of calm to the day.

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Roots writing their story underground.

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