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I am lying on my couch in my front room, eye closed. The window next to me is open, and a soft summer rain is falling, its sound like the breath of a lover as she holds you close.
The house is silent. My phone is muted. All I hear is the rain and the sporadic songs of cardinals and sparrows, finches and jays. The light is low, even in afternoon. A cool caress of a breeze touches my face.
This is peace. This is quiet. This is cozy. This is what I need.
~Hank Shaw in “To The Bone”
Hygge
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