The smell of coffee in the morning. The sound of the birds, singing their own melody. The sound of people walking up and down the street and the smeel of the cars.
All that, was things I was used to in my life. I would just wish I could see them.
It was a cold winter day. January, I think.
The winter should be really long this year, I was told.
I didn't really like winter. It's normally just cold and boring.
MORE TO COME
