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Dec. 2nd, 2005 11:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enteleinThe weather is bright and thin. Sunny, twenty-five degrees. Apparently it was only fifteen degrees earlier. Even though I was fine on my half-mile walk to the office from the train, didn't even need gloves, I did notice that the medium-knit texture of my hat was a lot more obviously medium-knit: that is to say, the air was sneaking in, infiltrating, lifting heat from my scalp and erasing it. The disappearing ink of breath steaming out from nostrils, the reverse lemon-juice-on-paper-over-candle of touching skin to metal.
Heat is ephemeral in Chicago's landscape today.
But, I have chicken shawarma, and the yellow rice is riddled with cloves, and there is a half moon of pita bread wrapped in wax paper, ready for me to swipe it through the spatula's worth of hummus in one section of my styrofoam-packaged meal.
There is always more hot cocoa.
One makes do, even when one is being chilled so, so thoroughly.
Heat is ephemeral in Chicago's landscape today.
But, I have chicken shawarma, and the yellow rice is riddled with cloves, and there is a half moon of pita bread wrapped in wax paper, ready for me to swipe it through the spatula's worth of hummus in one section of my styrofoam-packaged meal.
There is always more hot cocoa.
One makes do, even when one is being chilled so, so thoroughly.
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Date: 2005-12-02 06:04 pm (UTC)*Swoon!*
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Date: 2005-12-02 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-02 09:34 pm (UTC)oh, gah! F... not C... :P hah
I was almost ridiculously envious
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Date: 2005-12-02 11:01 pm (UTC)