Parts
The hard thing about living up here, for me, is not that it's cold.It's parts.
Parts of me are hot. Parts of me are cold. Parts of me are sweating--those parts might be cold or hot, no matter.
Parts and cold and hot and more parts and there's just no way for my body to warm up evenly. I'm like a microwave oven with hot spots and dead zones.
Only four and a half months until winter is over.
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