I breathed in variations in wood smoke, smelled clams both fresh and dry, the scent of freshly gathered apples. Mud from my shoes and the smell of autumn leaves in the rain. The differences had been there all along, but I had been distracted, waiting for an entirely new world- a shift into an unknown realm. What was on those papers was far more mysterious.Memory.
-Erica Bauermeister
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