Quiet, cold, little pleasures

Waking up to complete silence and chill – every morning should be like that. Turning in the sheets to getpre comfortable, I imagine I’m weaving a cocoon.

I get up to wash my face. The bathroom’s window has been opened all night. The crisp air reigns.

I go back to bed. My friend brings me coffee and I take in the nice aroma. We’re hesitating whether to go out today. It looks dreary outside. I reach out for a package of sweets. How nicely they go with the coffee ☺️

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