Everything is better in the morning.
The weather is colder. 
I built a magnificent fire last night. I made some hot chocolate and did my art journal in front of the fireplace.
I love my automobile a lot. It still smells nice. It's like a second bedroom. Except that I have complete control over where it is.
I can't figure out which person I like. It's very frustrating.
Faux:
I know what I'm doing.
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