My favorite thing would be to spend time in serene mountainous forest listening to the leaves rustling as a gentle breeze blows and to hear the echoes of a lone pair of birds chirping and singing....
If its not that, then my brain. My brain/mind never stops running, thinking, processing and pondering everything and anything... Its both frustrating and intriguing to have such a brain, "trapped" in a body...
^oh, indeed. The sound of rushing leaves in the wind is indeed something magical and yet so easily available.
But a fine, good, hot-ish cup of black coffee after a freezing day in winter, enjoyed in a warm living room where's a nice sound of sparkling fire and smell of wood coming from a fireplace. And you'd have just come inside, cheeks all cold and red. I don't know if you can beat it.
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