1. Waking up to a frosty, foggy morning after several mild days. As the morning goes on, the mist burns off and a line of drops appears on the wire outside my window. I like sharp days because it feels like a proper winter with harsh suffering, instead of all this 'Isn't it mild' nonsense.
2. Taking a nap on the sofa after lunch.
3. The soft crunk that a good quality car door makes when I close it.
Workshop, documentary and end.
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