Frozen

I love the cold. The brisk cool breeze on a hot summer day made me feel wonderful.  The cool 74 degrees fahrenheit makes for a great day.

Tired of the heat, of the inconsistent days that weather would bring, I moved where it was colder so I can feel 74 everyday.  It was great for a while but ever so slowly the 74 began to feel a little warm.  A normal day where I wanted it to be colder.  64, 62, I'd even take 70.

More and more, I wanted it to be colder, and colder, and colder.  A bag of ice under my pillow, an ice pack or two comforted me at work.  People would ask me out for a drink but the idea of an alcoholic beverage heating up my insides makes me nauseous.  So I just stay home and sit in my fridge, reading the ingredient label of the milk again.

Colder and colder, I can't get enough.  It's the only way I want to live in this warm world.  I sit in the bath with the freezer door open.  The earth moving all around and me here, frozen still.  This is where I have found my comfort.  Frozen solid in a state of bliss.  I lay here trapped in my frozen paradise, nothing more that I need to feel.  The water all around below zero temperature but all through me.  Frozen from my mouth to my toes, I am in my wonderland.  Luckily I have my eyes closed to not see the rest of the world in front of me.

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