I am in love with many things
But the idea of comfort brings upon my heart the coziest feeling.
I attach peace to these comforts.
It’ll take me a while before I dial the time back on my bedroom clock once daylight savings commences.
I love the comfort that comes after the scare of thinking it’s 10 pm when it’s really only 9.
It makes it seem like I get an extra hour.
An hour full of possibilities,
I love the comfort of setting an alarm an hour before I need to wake up.
I sigh of relief knowing I get an extra hour of sleep
I can cozy back up into my fluffy blankets
And wrap my legs around the warm body that sleeps soundly right beside me.
For me, this is peace.
I love the comfort of cinnamony hot chocolate.
The way the sweetness fills my throat and makes it almost itchy.
But in a good way.
I love the comfort of wearing a cozy fall scent.
Every time the wind wraps around my hair,
I get a whiff of happiness.
I like to close my eyes a lot and take it all in.
The wind and sun simultaneously kissing my face,
they can’t get enough of me.
The warm cinnamon on my tongue,
I can’t get enough of it.
Being alive is such a wonderful thing.