ablaze

In addition to the usual clutter on my bedroom floor, I currently have an array of presents strewn in front of my wardrobe, some wrapped, others awaiting magic elves. There is also a large box of wrapping paper. I'm the sort of person who salvages as much as possible when gifts are unwrapped, then I stash it for the following year and have a fab collection of odds and ends. For the past few days this box has adorned my floor and is topped by a large piece of shiny red gift

wrapping. And Every Single Time I enter my room my head thinks there is a lovely cosy fire. I'm intrigued that my mind doesn't panic over this perceived flame but instead delights at how toasty my room is. I'm sure I've had my heating on less since my fake fireplace played tricks on me.
Do you think I might need a holiday??! My cough is worsening, its that time of year (never a sympathetic response when you're feeling ill). Just a day or so of work left then really looking forward to a crackling real fire in dufton!