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[foi_nefaste]

Chai tea. Grilled cheese sandwiches. Sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket and wearing sweats. Life is good, sometimes, in the simplest of ways. So, sure, I'm on the couch writing an essay, but I suppose we can't have it all, right?

Plus, tea. And not having to face the snow again until tomorrow (if it's not gone by then). The curtains are closed, and I am exercising my carefully mastered powers of denial. There is no snow. *nods*