SelfPub: The sky is still dark...

The sky is still covered with a dark veil of night velvet, but after some time the first timid rays of the new day will begin to slowly flow to the ground through the lush feather bed of clouds. The windows of the houses are becoming more elegant every day, the faces of passers-by are becoming more joyful and mysterious, the air from all sides is filled with the aroma of spruce resin, coffee and mulled wine, hot cinnamon buns and an unusual freshness and softness for December. It seems as if now everything around is in continuous motion, everything is spinning on a noisy carousel of New Year's days.... and at home... at home there is hot tea under the measured ticking of a clock in the kitchen somewhere overhead, at home it is always warm and calm, and if listen very, very carefully, then one day you can accidentally hear how in the right corner, where there are jars of tea and aromatic herbs on the shelf, the most comfortable thing in the world, good happiness, will turn from side to side...