cold

It is so cold. And I am enjoying it. Yes, even as my feet turn to blocks of ice, even while I wait for my pajamas to warm up because they are freezing from my icebox of a room, even as I contemplate putting an extra comforter on my bed tonight, I am enjoying this cold.

I am enjoying the snow drifts that are piling up outside, and the wind that is driving the snow, even as it finds every hole in the house and creeps in and across my back. I am enjoying this winter in this cold, drafty house.

I like how the cold quiets down the world.