i would be snuggling in a neutral colored cable-knit sweater
while sipping my new tea
from a large mug with a bright design.
i would have my kindle next to me
setting on the end table
in the light of the vintage lamp
while i wrote in a journal
with a leather cover.
i could smell the stew
that has been simmering on the stove
i'd be watching the window to see if my husband was back from
taking the dogs out.
waiting for him to return
so we could snuggle by the fire.
in the dark of evening.
because it's winter.
and it gets dark at 4.
and i like that.