Warm Thoughts in a Cold World

The snow beneath my feet crunches softly, the cold air brushing against my skin, but I refuse to let it sink into my bones. Instead, I close my eyes and let the sun’s golden glow wrap around me like a memory of summer. Sometimes, warmth isn’t just about the temperature—it’s about the thoughts we choose to hold onto.

I think of beach days, of the feeling of sand between my toes, the salty breeze in my hair. I think of laughter shared under starry skies, long evenings where time seems to stretch endlessly. I think of the warmth of a hug, of a crackling fire, of a favorite song that makes everything feel a little lighter.

Winter may be here now, but it won’t last forever. And until the world thaws and the sun returns in full force, I’ll carry warmth in my heart, in my thoughts, in the little joys that make even the coldest days bearable.

What warms your soul on chilly days? Let me know! ❄️✨

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