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With the chilling humidity,
holding in my hands a warm mug.
Smoke rising from the chocolate coloured
beverage, I held the mug close to my nose and
inhaled.
A scent of comforting rich passion, drove the
iced air away.
Pressing my lips against the steaming
ceramic, I tasted a tint of chocolate in the beginning.
As the taste rosed, it was milk tea.
I looked down at the ceramic mug,
and smiled to myself.
The first impression changed.

6:30

Opening my eyes, all I saw was a white screen
with half a dozen of colours sparkling here and there.
Confused and struggling to unfold the blankness,
a blurred vision smothered my sight.
It was dark in the blizzered cold morning, my eyelids
felt heavy.
Climbing out of protection, an icy breeze surrounded
my arms, I shivered.
It was tempting to rest my mind and hibernate
under the warmthness for a few minutes, but I knew
I would be late.
It was the start of a new day, another adventure
I couldn't possibly reject.