And so I have warmth on my mind.
Maybe I'll go downstairs and light a fire (we collected wood last week).
Or find every candle I own and light them all and fill the whole room.
I could sit and read my book in the middle.
And no one else could touch me for fear of catching on fire.
The cats would hate me.
What I need is one of these.
Because then I'd be warm, and I'd look like a Northern princess.
Or I could find an elven looking cloak, and people would think I'd been to Rivendell.
Not really.
When I was little I wanted a dolls house and a rocking horse more than anything else in the world.
I didn't get either.
And I've never let my mother forget it *-*
But one day I will own both.
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