Today is the first cold day since it stopped being cold a while ago. If I had human sensation to do over again, I'd make warmth like being full so I could sate myself and go without it for a few hours until the effects of my last fill-up were ebbing.
As it is, cold pretty much sucks it out of me. I live about a 25 minute walk from where I spend my weekdays, and I decked myself out in a sweater, top coat and scarf only to still feel underdressed. The sting of a light headwind snatched from my eyes tears like a confession and I wiped them away before they could freeze against the piqued expanses of my dimed-out face.
And what did I see, my vision then clear of its liquid haze? A young woman, an old girl, a fool in gym shorts and flips flops, carrying a backpack and an easy gate, daring the early morning, as I, mourning my lack of daring, suffered the reverberations of our oldest schoolyard chants that even a girl can do it.
I never did make it to the top of the jungle gym.
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2 comments:
My philosophy is to let myself be cold when the cold first comes, to purposefully dress down instead of bundle up. That tricks my body into thickening up my blood (maybe that girl at the hockey game was right), which in turn keeps me from getting too cold later in the season.
So in a way, we can store warmth like food. We can also store fat from food, which promotes warmth.
The only problem is that halfway through the cold I usually go to Texas, which is thus unbearably hot.
I don't think that girl at the hockey game was right, but I like the way Mr. David Grover thinks. As for those students in shorts...that's taking it a bit too far.
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