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Let me tell you about something I missed, but I didn't realize I missed. It's a warm day, and the hot sun is beating down onto you and the outside table. The chips you're eating have that special taste that only comes in the summer, when the bag is heated by the sun and they taste oilier than normal. You're back inside, and you open the windows to let the warm breeze in. The sun sets, and it's still warm and humid outside. Although the cool of night is slowly setting in, you stand outside to feel the moist, warm breeze lifting your entire being, surrounding you with a feeling of calm, gratefulness, and serenity. I forgot about all of those feelings until a few days ago, when we had a heat spell. The wind was warm, the outside was hot, and in the evening I felt that cool yet warm post-sunset breeze blowing through my hair. It's like those memories were locked away, only to be brought out again by the changing of the seasons. I never realized how those feelings were put away or how much I missed those feelings until I actually felt the breeze and the heat on my body. Now that the heat had temporarily ceded in favor of cooler, more humid days, I'm getting memories of Easter and going Easter egg hunting.