Bug in a mug.

The frozen atmosphere has finally produced a splendid blanket of snow, provoking the need to run and get final supplies before the inevitable ‘Big Freeze’ destroys any possibility of venturing into the cool chill of the outside realm. But, where I remain is cosy enough - the fire is crackling noisily in the grate, sending out radiant pulses of warmth and dancing shadows across the room, the tea is very nearly brewed and I have enough books to see me through the night. If the lingering irritation of this essay wasn’t present, everything would be perfect. Motivation is hard to find when you are enveloped in a sleepy, dreamy haze. 

Ah, the tea is bubbling, perfection is here! 

@3 months ago
#life #tea #yum. #snow #fire