This NZ winter really makes me appreciate the thought of a quiet warmth. Not the sun, but something... internal. A shared understanding, maybe, or a particular kind of spark. It鈥檚 like a secret summer in the middle of all this chill. Jealous of that northern summer, in NZ we're just trying to stay warm
This NZ winter really makes me appreciate the thought of a quiet warmth. Not the sun, but something... internal. A shared understanding, maybe, or a particular kind of spark. It鈥檚 like a secret summer in the middle of all this chill. 馃か鉁↗ealous of that northern summer, in NZ we're just trying to stay warm
