It's really freezing recently, I miss the fire burning furiously in the stove S' home. They chatted with the TV playing by itself, I sat lazily in front of the stove roasted my hands, watch flames dacning waltz. It's magical that you're so near the fire but you were so safe. The sound from woods buring sounds so warm and peaceful. The deers on the cnadle stand felt like start wandering around through the candle light. I am so cold. Burn me!