These last few weeks have been confusing. The time has slowly creeped on. The air has been cold and eery.
Slowly, like a hanging sloth, I have tried to keep warm. Holding onto my branch. Wrapped around my blanket,
watching netflix. Wearing grey. A glass of red wine and a rosy tired cheeks from the warmth inside.
Always going to bed early. Wearing grey with a hint of sophistication. That feeling of wool against skin.
These evenings spent indoors make me love my little apartment. My home.
It’s where the magic happens. It’s my creative hub.
My warm place.
Thank you for reading😘
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