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I was walking home from Zoe's late tonight. It had been raining on and off all day long and stayed around 65 degrees. When I left her house, the streets were completely silent and the sky was a beautiful mixture of purple-tinged clouds and clear patches where you could see constellations and the milky way. The air was cool and moist and smelled fresh and sweet. When I was almost home, I walked past a house with a really big yard and lots of ivy and grasses growing next to the sidewalk and caught a fragrance that was a combination of grass, rain, flowers, and dirt. I was so struck by the sense that I was smelling the earth without anything else and felt really suddenly connected to it. No matter where I go or what problems I have or what I'm worried about, I'll always remember that smell.