Weird yearnings
I just got this...craving, so to speak, of being up late at night (or waking up early in the morning?) on a cold snowy December day. Perhaps Christmas. But there's just something unspeakably wonderful about that cool crispness and comfort that only happens during the (pre, I guess) Christmas season, and when it's early in the morning before the sun's really up, or late at night, when it's snowing or when there's fresh snow on the ground, there's a quiet that you can't get any other time. Hopefully I get that at least once this year, hopefully we have a cold and snowy December.