Sitting

My body is aching and hurting from the cold.  My hands are turning purple and numb.  My face and nose are numb.

It's hard to sit with myself with my body screaming. 

To focus on any one thing is almost impossible.

I'm frustrated and tired of feeling like this.

What to do.  what to do.

My happiness is in being warm and cozy.  So, that's what I'll give myself.  There is guilt knocking at my door, so to speak.  I say I am not doing anything intentionally to hurt someone; so guilt doesn't have a place here.  Go away.

And, so, my winter begins.