everything quietly ❄ 1 hour of cozy winter ambient for sleep

It's snowing again, and the city has gone quiet underneath it. Stay as long as you like — the lamp is on and nobody's expecting you anywhere. ───────────────────────────── Emma's apartment sits above a city under snow. The radiator ticks. The window has frosted at the corners. Nothing out there is moving, and for the next hour nothing in here has to either. Felt piano, warm analog pads, soft strings and tape hiss. ❄ reading, or writing, or staring out of a window ❄ late work, once the house has gone to sleep ❄ lying awake at four in the morning waiting to not be No drums, no vocals, no sudden changes. Nothing that yanks you back out of whatever you were doing. 0:00 frost on the inside 7:29 the last bus home 14:58 nobody is awake 22:27 steam on the glass 29:56 your coat still here 37:25 snow on the fire escape 44:54 four in the morning 52:23 everything quietly