Feels like…

WHY do I live here?  It is -13 degrees, but it “feels like” -28 degrees.  For a while this morning, it was colder here than at the top of Mount Everest.  I contemplated this as the two inches of exposed skin froze during my walk to work this morning, and came to the conclusion that I am cold and angry.  I’m angry at myself, for living here and not someplace warm, such as hell.  I’m angry at math, for allowing the concept of negative numbers to so greatly impact my daily life.  And I’m angry at the weatherpeople, for giving me the concept of “feels like.”  Feels like misery, guys.  Feels like I hate you.

And it feels like it’s time to plan my vacation to Disneyworld.

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