“Am I still dreaming?,” I thought to myself as I lie on my queen size bed, my whole body against the almost icy cold mattress, eyes closed while listening to the fast velocity of the majestic rain dropping from the heavens unto the humbled ground. I took a deep breath and felt a rush of cold air into my lungs. “I love this,” my mind was finally in unison with my body; for there is nothing quite as perfect as the cold christmas breeze to wake you up in the morning.