when it is
COLD and I can wrap myself in a
WARM blanket. I watch the
SNOWY LANDSCAPE through the window next to a
FIREPLACE. A cup of HOT TEA next to an old BOOK. A plate of
HOMEMADE COOKIES. The smell of freshly baked goods. GREY and
DEPRESSED outside, but WARM and COSY inside.
When you step outside a cold breeze of reality hits you and makes you
wanna go back
inside and dwell upon your thoughts.