When you wake up,
and your windows are open,
you reach for that sweater to start off your day,
that long wonderful day.
You get up,
probably eating something warm,
to warm up your body for a chilly day.
You go outside,
wearing your finest sweater,
spin around enjoying the clouds above your head,
for they bring cover from the tanning sun.
And then ending your day
with a warm soup that revives your cold pale skin from the frosty weather,
and you crawl back into bed to rest,
and to wake up from the dream,
you just had, because you realize,
"Oh wait, I live in Southern California"