Hugged

I just got back from a morning in town (which is Belfast for those who don't know). When I woke up, I thought it was the middle of the night, it's so dark. And I have a cold coming on. It was nice to sit in a tiny coffeeshop and look at the rain on the glass, but I can't help feeling it would have been better if someone had been there to provide conversational warmth.

It's weird, but on days like this, when the weather is foul and you'd expect my mood to be, I feel sort of wrapped-up and hugged instead.