Outside, the snow swirls. Inside, the flame wrinkles with its heat. You watch them both from the love seat, wondering of the New Year, your loved one curled beside you. It's one a.m. The snow, the fire, your life…it all stirs in the same air, pulses to the same beat. You raise your favorite mug and sip from that perfect cup, smooth as silk. Its rich aroma rolls around you. You taste a hint of sage. Behind every decision, you realize, is a world of possibility and surprise. You toss another log into the hearth, and the fire grows. Outside, snow continues to accumulate. |
