Writing good.

It’s rather bright outside. Lots of sun. Just a few clouds. Quite inviting. But step outside and you’ll get the real story. It’s 12 degrees. Stand out there long enough without a jacket and you will get frostbite. Death eventually.

So I’ll stay in here. It’s dark, quiet and dead. But it’s warm.

Sometimes you have to choose the dark in order to survive.

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