When I dream at night

The best thing about Sweden winter time is the snow. Snow at night glistening with million sparkles from the lights of the windows. A starry sky above and that silence only winter night gives when even the animals are sleeping.

Being on your way somewhere, in that white and cold silence, knowing that when you get there you will be greeted by warmth, smiles and smells of home, you cheeks flushed and red from the cold.

The sound and smell of snow, your brain bright from the cold and all the thoughts crystallized into tiny, beautiful snow flakes. Being all alone in a sleeping world on your way home.

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