A few days ago, when the weather was really bad, it literally started to downpour the moment I've entered my apartment. The whistle of the wind in the less tight windows , the patter of drops on the windowsill and I'm sitting in a warm house. I've changed into compfy clothes, including my favorite slightly oversized cardigan and warm socks. I made some tea with a strong spicy aroma and sat down on my sofa. Although I don't have a fireplace or a large wing chair, but that's how I felt.