I am cold.
I have been cold since 27 December 2012.
I greatly dislike cold. Actually, I hate it.
I want warm feet again. I want to sleep in a room with an ambient temperature above 18°C. I want to shed layers of clothing so that I am only wearing a tank top and I am still WARM.
I love Canada, my home country, very very much. But I love it even more in summer. I sorry. I am soft. :-/ I hope you forgive me.
Looking back, I was almost always soft. I never liked winter. I always just put up with it. So… I am glad I now don’t have to endure it. I am sorry. I feel bad for this at times, but I just can’t help it.
I love warmth and I am more myself when I am warm. I am happier when I am warm or HOT.
This has been on my mind all day.
That is all.
(P.S. Baby H, you’re the only reason I’m here! And I love you so very very much, even if you were born in winter.)
