The smell of writing

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This morning I woke up earlier than I have in awhile, started a pot of coffee and let the dog out into a still-dark yard. I followed him and flexed my feet against the cold concrete of the front stoop. The smell of overnight rain lingered in the cool air, and the smell and the dark felt like a time when I would wake up early every morning to write.

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