Monday, January 7, 2013
English breakfast tea with toast. Hot pot ingredients. Winter cabbage.
January remedies for frozen fingers. Along with: scalding showers that turn your cheeks cherry red, and fire crackling on the hearth, and maybe, oreos with warm milk. Every night I sleep with my back against the wall as the wind howls and rattles the windows. I imagine I'm camping on the moon with only the stars for company and that makes everything a little more okay. It's cold out there, even for polar bears.