Of curling up on a couch near to a window
Listening to the storm
Water pounding on the glass
Gusts of wind that shake the sheets of rain
The tune is not predicable
The vibrations of sound ebbing and flowing
Wakefulness and sleep are fluid
It’s cosy here
Hygge
With a warm cup of tea
A book that provides a whole world to sink into
And best of all, the company who doesn’t intrude on the quiet
Who simply adds to the feel of home-
I just found my bed after a long, wet day
I’m finally warm, dry, safe
I have a glass of wine
I’m surrounded by windows
I can hear the rain
I miss you
