For me its opening the apple weather app and the map in it and watching the temperatures and wind patterns all around the world

The colours are beautiful in winters

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    Going on a run in the evening, when the weather is shit. Usually the streets are empty, I feel the rain on my face, the wind. I can catch glimpses of cozy people in front of their TV, or in their kitchen and imagine them to be happy about the fact that they are inside in this weather. I also get happy thinking about returning to my couch, after a run the couch seems to be extra comfy and the food better. But before that I speed up to max out my capacity and the feeling of being alive, by getting extra soaked through, cold and exhausted. It’s great.

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      Originally wasn’t going to comment, but I get a very similar feeling being inside a car parked on a road during the rain. It’s an odd feeling watching someone walking home quickly through the rain while you sit in another dark car, dry and unnoticed.

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        Sounds really similar. I also like that :) Maybe it’s the feeling of being absent from the world, like a small “Stop” Button. I don’t know.

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        Huh watch out, the fuck cars community is gonna be after you.

        PS: I feel the same as you.

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    I find confort in the fact someone put marshmallows in Jello and called it a salad, and everybody just went along with it.

    Do you know got stupid my dumbest ideas are? Not as stupid as ambrosia salad. And that’s comforting.

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    Most people I know hate it, but I absolutely love the feeling of a fly crawling on my arms or legs. It gives me this wonderful comfortable tingling sensation and I can’t get enough of it.

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    Making eye contact with a rat, pigeon, or hedgehog.

    I was raised around a lot of wildlife and aspects of cities can feel lonely and empty. Seeing other living creatures comforts me.

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    Complete utter silence and darkness … complete darkness

    I’m not saying it as a wish for death … it was my favourite way of going to sleep when I was a kid, just complete silent darkness for a few hours to get a good night sleep.

    I haven’t had it in years … wife sleeps with a nightlight and there is always a window to the street light, the hallway light or some light somewhere and its never quiet any more, some machine is running, highway noises or whatever.

    As a teen, I used to just board up my room at night, even place black out curtains at night time and seal up my doorway to block out the light in the hallway. I used to find comfort in being able to ‘see’ in the dark on my own. Don’t get me wrong, I’m afraid of the dark too and if I got caught in a strange new place in complete darkness, I’d probably freak out.

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    I don’t know if it’s weird or strange, but mine is my son’s favourite stuffed bunny from when he was a young child. He’s in his 20s now, and I keep his bunny next to my bed, and cuddle with it when I’m sad.

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    Civilization could end tomorrow, we could nuke ourselves and our planet to shit and the sun will die and swallow Earth.

    But no matter what happens to us, Voyager’s golden records will keep sailing through space, forever proof that we were here, of what we were, and what we were capable of. Even through the literal end of the world we cannot be denied a legacy.