Dec 4, 2002
Well tucked in and smelling of home.
I turned the heat on tonight, and the air that comes up through the vents and the way it heats the wood in the floors -- there is a scent that it creates. And it is familiar to me.
This is not my first winter. In Los Angeles or otherwise.
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