It was a cold winter day and the thought of how to keep warm
was very dissatisfying.
I had to start a fire and once that’s up and burning, I would have
to keep that going by consistently checking on it, to make sure it
doesn’t go out.
My discontent for this cold winter night doesn’t help me to want to
enjoy another night of this unbearable weather.
Even a nice hot cup of tea couldn’t keep my mind off how miserable I was
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
For the #May Book Prompts- The Winter Of Our Discontent