As I opened my eyes the pale grey light of morning illuminate the room. After rummaging around in semi-darkness I eventually managed to haul my aching sleepy body over to the bathroom. Every breath appeared like mist before me and my hands shook with the cold. This was going to be a cold January.
After making my ablutions and somehow changing into clean clothes I made my way down to the street. The frosty wind hit me the moment I opened the heavy door and dim twilight greeted me. The sun would not show her face for some time yet and even then it is nothing more then a cruel rouse.
After crawling a few steps my vision cleared, the hazy breath had kept me from noticing it. I stopped mid step and looked around, the world had been blanket in beautiful snow.
I could hardly believe it, there had been nothing, not even frost in over a year but here it was shimmering under street light.
Hyde Park resembled a country estate or an Adam Ansel photo of winter perfection. Even though my fingers and toes felt like lead weights I didn't mind. The world was enchanting once more.
(p.s Thank you all for being so nice, its appreciated)