I am chilled with a cool icy breath as I step outside. It's colder than to be expected at this time of day. The weather's never this good to me. The cold sets me free. It wakes me from the comforting state of dream I live in. The cold opens my eyes to the world around me. Big sweaters, obnoxious scarves, and layers upon layers of clothing are the only ways I know how to dress.
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