Hell Has Mirrors I Guess

In this case, hell was my day.

I awoke, drove 4.5 hours to a meeting in sloppy, pissy weather, bored myself to death in a four hour meeting only to trace my path back home. The first chance I had to grab the Nikon was in front of the fire which awaited my arrival. A few lazy blips in my chair and this was the result. If the photo does not warm your heart, please realize that the fire and my family warmed mine.