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Warmth February 4, 2011



It’s cold.

It’s cold and I will never have enough blankets to satisfy me. Maybe it’s some long-lost burrowing instinct from another time, but who can deny ever having spent a few extra minutes in bed in the morning, unwilling to relinquish that toasty warm air caught between the covers and your toes?

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we were never built to last January 31, 2011