You know that feeling when it's so cold that each inhalation feels like an icy knife slicing your throat, burning your nostrils with cold fire? When each gust of wind is a bold thief stealing your very life force and will to carry on? When no amount of clothing layering, petroleum jelly slathering, or scary face mask wearing can insolate you from the chill that has become a part of your very soul?
Me neither, until today.
Egads, it's cold out there!
Me neither, until today.
Egads, it's cold out there!
