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In everyone's head, i believe there's always an illusion. a vision, or a scene of tranquility. For me, its in a cozy log house, with fogged up glass windows from the cold. a light drizzle outside.. a hot fire hearth inside. the smell of coffee brewing filling the air. soft background music that won't overshadow the lil pitter-patters of mother nature.. and a li'l more.
it was dubbed "the x'mas inn" haha.