Day 25: Space Heaters

The last few days have been bone chilling for me. There are a few things I really don't enjoy in life and one of those things is being cold. It's not that I mind the cold, it's that I mind when I stay cold after being exposed. - I have to make this distinction since I grew up in Montana and experienced the subzero temperatures on a regular basis. Even in Montana I could, and can, survive such temperatures with only one layer, but there is something about the cold in the Pacific Northwest that causes the cold to seep deep within. I blame the humidity.

In efforts to be warm today, I ventured to a coffee shop in hopes of warmth and the ability to focus, I found myself focused until I started noticing how frigid my hands and arms were, then my legs and so on.  Eventually I was unable to concentrate and left seeking new atmospheres. I found that no matter where I went I was cold, so I moseyed back to the house at which I've been staying and turned on the space heater in the room I'm sleeping in. I went to the kitchen to get some water, spy on people outside, and pet the cat (who seems to not have fleas??) and when I returned to my room... I think it was the first time I truly smiled all day.

It was warm.  It IS warm. Oh my word, how I adore being warm.  How I love the space heater... and how content I feel now that I've been able to be warm.

Dear space heater, you've made me quite happy.  And dear gracious hosts of this house, thank you for providing a space heater!

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Major happy props to my brother today as well.  He's extremely encouraging and supportive of people living their dreams - and also demonstrates pursuit of passions in his own life.  He's a cool dude.