London streets from a misty bus window

London streets from a misty bus window in a warm bus, glimpsing a room full of books and a fireplace with a cheery, bright fire and a man on his couch with his legs up on a table in front of the TV.

Sitting on the couch in front of our TV in our flat bathed in the warm yellow glow of lamps, stringing colourful paper rings together to hang from our ceiling.

Listening to Christmas songs.

I love winter.