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Jan. 30th, 2004 06:21 pmThe hood on my parka snaps off. It got pulled off a few days ago, and I hadn't gotten around to putting it back on because I mostly wasn't going anywhere that required me to spend any time outside.
Until today.
I've just come back into my office after spending forty full minutes standing on a streetcorner waiting for the bus home. The 5:52 didn't come. The 6:08 didn't come. It's 22 degrees F, with 20 mile an hour winds. My foot is feeling better today, but in no way was it up to walking all the way home.
My fingers are barely working well enough to type. The ones on my small hand are a livid red. So were my cheeks and ears, when I saw them in the bathroom mirror a few minutes ago.
I'm so cold, and angry, and tired.
Michael's coming to get me in the car. Until then, it's important not to cry. But I'm so cold.
Until today.
I've just come back into my office after spending forty full minutes standing on a streetcorner waiting for the bus home. The 5:52 didn't come. The 6:08 didn't come. It's 22 degrees F, with 20 mile an hour winds. My foot is feeling better today, but in no way was it up to walking all the way home.
My fingers are barely working well enough to type. The ones on my small hand are a livid red. So were my cheeks and ears, when I saw them in the bathroom mirror a few minutes ago.
I'm so cold, and angry, and tired.
Michael's coming to get me in the car. Until then, it's important not to cry. But I'm so cold.
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Date: 2004-01-31 03:00 am (UTC)