In the early morning, I got up and went to the kitchen to fix breakfast for B & B. As they were busy chewing, I looked out through the window. A beautiful sunny day caressing the pleading branches of trees in the distant canopy. Clear skies and the illusion of warmth in the middle of winter.
The tiles felt ice cold under my feet, so I got back in bed and curled up under the covers, aware that there'd be no quiet knocking on my door today. Nor would there be one soon.
The sheets will take some time to warm up my feet, while the sun rays invading my room were just an illusion of warmth in the middle of winter.
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