Today I felt like I belonged in a winter catalog - you know, if I was out riding in the country and then came in for a cup of cocoa. With maybe a sip of schnapps. And I guess I'll just pour another cup. It's cold, after all.
But now I don't feel like going back outside at all. I'll just stay in and make cocoa and schnapps for all. But there's no one else here.
I'll just drink yours, too.
Hey, you're the one who didn't come over for cocoa. Rude. Rude.