cold

walking down the road today i felt something quite foreign to me. The wind coupled with the low January temperatures felt so cold to me. I have always enjoyed the cold. There is something so clean in breathing in the frosty air. Little has ever seemed so beautiful to me as plunking down in a snow bank and letting myself cool off in the pile of fluff. But today the air felt angry to me. The Cold hit me in a way that I never experienced before in my life. The wind was biting. The sensation seemed new to me in not in a way that I enjoyed. I didn't seem to have the will to make the air a place of comfort. All i could do was hope that the cold would leave me be but to no avail.