I take Saturday mornings with the smell of fresh bread and the sound of the rain hitting my roof. I weave together hot cocoa after long ski days and the gentle Touch of my mother after crashing my bike. I tie together early foggy mornings and the feelings are my favorite songs. I finish it off with hot bowls of soup during times of illness and the joyful sensation of Christmas spirit. I weave these feelings over and under each other to create a sweater that when I wear it comforts me and makes me feel safe and warm.
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