Studying at 61C

Gazing outside the glass storefront, I know the air is brisk. I wore winter coat and scarf, roomy sweatshirt and thick socks. I've written nearly 3 pages since 8pm; the sum of them is small in comparison to the necessary 20. But the words, the ideas in these small three are strong and well phrased. I hold the glass mug up to my nose, feeling the warmth. I smile. A cup of hot chocolate never felt so good.