Autumn is the hardest season
Amanda Oliver

Inevitably we have regrets, I know I do. I can’t imagine a psyche without them. The ones that erode down through the layers of strata we assemble as years pass, are too often our sins of omission. Shall we pledge to ourselves to be bolder.

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