B10:38
I woke up and the air felt different.
일어났는데 공기가 다르게 느껴졌어.
My nose was cold under the blanket.
코가 이불 밖에서 차가웠어.
I did not want to leave my bed.
침대에서 나가고 싶지 않았어.
But I knew the day would be special.
하지만 오늘이 특별할 거란 걸 알았어.
I made coffee and watched the window.
커피를 만들고 창문을 바라봤어.
Frost covered the grass like white sugar.
서리가 잔디를 하얀 설탕처럼 덮었어.
The sun was low and the light was soft.
해는 낮고 빛은 부드러웠어.
I remembered last year at this same time.
작년 이맘때가 생각났어.
So much had changed since then.
그때부터 많은 게 변했어.
I felt proud of the small steps I took.
내가 내디딘 작은 걸음들이 자랑스러웠어.
This cold morning felt like a new page.
이 추운 아침은 새로운 페이지 같았어.
I was ready to write on it slowly.
천천히 그 위에 쓰기로 마음먹었어.
지호
The First Cold Morning
by @jiho_notes