I was thinking about the things that makes me the most warm. They’re probably a warm thick blanket, a warm wind from a heater or hot tea… When I was small, I often saw some adults making a fire outside my house. They collected dry leaves and small wood branches, and then burned them all together. I admired them, they would use a match, then make fire. The fire made cool sounds, and my mother baked sweet potatoes. It’s my good memory of fire.