Sunlight through the leaves, coffee cupines, and that perfect oversized knit – feeling like this most days! Little moments like these remind us to slow down, breathe deep, and embrace the cozy chaos. ...

Sunlight through the leaves, coffee cupines, and that perfect oversized knit – feeling like this most days! Little moments like these remind us to slow down, breathe deep, and embrace the cozy chaos. ...

Okay, here’s our take - let’s see if we can capture her!


The wool feels scratchy tonight, doesn't it? Not unpleasant, not entirely – certainly more so than last time, when he insisted on cashmere. This one’s… practical. Like us, then. Or were us. A little worn around the edges, perhaps, but sturdy enough to weather anything, hadn't we?

(She tilts head subtly, letting the collar of the knitted cardigan loosen against her neck).

There was that argument, of course. A quiet one, mostly. Justedines sometimes. “Too much,” she said, didn’t she? Too many books, too many nights spent reading by the fire, too much of us. Of course, it wasn’t always about us. It felt that way, though. Always did, really, after the rain. After the announcement.

Now there’s only the light, filtering through thosedsilver leaves outside. The silver light has been doing its job for an hour. And you’re standing there, aren’t you? Bit hesitant, isn’t that? Used to be so certain, weren’t you? Remember the scent of woodsmoke and ink? We used to smell of that every night.

It’s alright if you don’t quite remember all the details. Happens. Everyone does. It hasn’t needed to be perfect, not truly. Only...noticable.

We haven’t spoken yet, have we? No need to rush things. Just watch our eyes, catch each other off guard with a slight turn of the mouth. That flicker of recognition, easily missed. Did you notice the way the light caught the dust motes in the room yesterday? Small things, these days.

Your hand rests near yours, doesn't it? Almost touches. Hesitantly, of course. Still a bit wary. Well, why not? Isn’d it time to admit something? Time to acknowledge the warmth lingering beneath the surface, nestled amongst the memories and the layers of woolen comfort.

Just look at us, then. There. Wasn’t that right?"


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