Some stories don't end where the screen fades to black.📖🏒

If you know, you know:
the series stops at "coming to the cottage."
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The book doesn't.
It keeps going. And so did I ...💎

Cozy afternoon.
A few more pages than expected.📖🖤

Fully booked - like my shirt, like my heart ❤️ 📚
Oversized shirt? Rather perfectly normal for me - but hey... cozy is a "state of mind"

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The first snow arrived this morning-soft, quiet, like a secret landing on the rooftops.
I made coffee, opened my window, and let the cold air kiss my face while the world turned white.🤍❄️💎

January in Munich. The Christmas tree is still standing on Marienplatz, lit like a quiet reminder - not of the holidays, but of continuity.

The afternoon sun touches the façade of the Rathaus, and for a moment the city feels softer than usual.
Less rush. More feeling.

Some evenings don't ask for more.
They ask for less.

Less noise.

Less proving.

More presence.