Thoughts: 25 degrees under, 3 degrees out

So, it’s gotten to this point in the year where I don’t wear anything but a top, knee high socks and knickers to bed. And that’s mostly because when I get under my quilt, it’s way too hot for anything else. So I just deal with the bare minimum so that I don’t overheat and sweat through the layers of skin and cloth that would otherwise surround me. Which I think is fairly reasonable.

However, when I wake up in the morning, the contrast between the warmth under my quilt and cold outside of it is too much. So much so that I just don’t want to get out of bed. Which is silly. But I digress.

The weird thing about this situation is that the fact that it’s cold outside of my quilt can be very much related to the fact that I don’t want to get out of bed. Which, in some ways it is, because the world is honestly a cold place sometimes. The places you go, the people you meet, they’re all cold. Sometimes you will smile and wave at someone in the morning and they just don’t smile back. It makes you wonder if it’s you or something you did. So you put your hand down and tuck your smile away in hopes that your attempt to isolate your actions and words from their mood could somehow ease their sadness. And you think to yourself that maybe you should’ve stayed under your covers today. Because if you’re not giving back to the world in someway, why are you even awake at all?

Which is silly. But it’s what flicks through my head when I get a negative response. The thought just buzzes right through me and as soon as I get past it, I continue with my day, while slowly and uncomfortably realising that my actions can amount to very little. Or very much. Depending on the person and situation.

And I think it’s the change of climate that makes it easier to stay in bed than to walk out of it. Why go outside to the cold, when you can stay underneath and bathe in the warmth for a little while longer?

I wonder why and then not all.

Nakedstreetkid out 😉


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