It doesn't happen very often, but it finally got cold enough to light the fireplace. From the moment the match is lit I am hooked. Instantly, I become sucked into a hypnotic state watching the flames dance on the logs. Wanting nothing more than to sit in silence with my thoughts and mesmerized by the fire.Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Hypnotized
It doesn't happen very often, but it finally got cold enough to light the fireplace. From the moment the match is lit I am hooked. Instantly, I become sucked into a hypnotic state watching the flames dance on the logs. Wanting nothing more than to sit in silence with my thoughts and mesmerized by the fire.
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Oh I wish I had a fire place at my house. I am sure Sierra would spend hours in front of it staying toasty warm...
So why aren't you showing the pictures you showed me of everyone roasting on an open bonfire. You remember the ones ... you're sitting in the center with the flames lapping at your - - - well we won't go there.
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