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Feeling cozy was the anchor that saved my mental health during the pandemic. It definitely involved Fuzzy blankets and sweaters, flickering flame light bulbs and soft warm lighting, but the main thing was my cozy youtube playlist. I'm very sound-oriented, so I had videos of natural sounds playing, like a library with a crackling fireplace, rain falling on a window, a creek with trickling water, ocean waves, birds. The lush lo-fi playlist on spotify was also playing on repeat.

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Oooh! All of that sounds SO cozy! <3

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I love cozy. I don’t have my own definition, well I probably do but honestly am too tired to write much more.

I just love cozy.

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Yes, I clearly love cozy too! <3

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I love my inherited Lazy Boy chair with lots of blanket, a cup of coffee, and soft yellow lamp lighting as I read and look at my shelves with trinkets and walls with art early in the dark winter mornings.

The coziest restaurant I ever went to was Yellow Deli in rural Vermont. It was wooden with little nooks and a fireplace and fiddle music. As I went to the bathroom, I found a pamphlet for the 12 Tribes and learned that the cozy deli was actually run by a racist messianic cult!

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Oh no about that restaurant! What a bummer!

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