I see nothing of the passerby, bundled up in winter wear
I find it hard to be friendly to the face whose mouth is buried by a scarf
A muffled hello would not equate to anything of intimacy
And besides, I am rushing to get to the next warming station,
a building where I will sit alone and do my work.
Are we smiling or are we sad?
It’s a hard cold – one that confines bursts of energy into buildings,
Makes even the sunniest people wonder about seasonal affective disorder,
And makes me think about loneliness.
Winter asks that I make adjustments.
I tried to workout inside last week and I missed the fresh air.
My new mantra says get outside. You are a fierce animal built to withstand.
I went running today despite the blustery cold
And it gave me confidence like I beast.
My housemate offered to lend me her “happy lamp”
I say yes, I’ll try anything.
Next step: Vitamin D supplements
Extreme weather cancels broomball games and immigration panels
But I won’t let the layers of artificial warmth that I clothe myself with replace the real things in life that make me feel warm.
The people I love and the activities that keep me regular.
To breathing in the cold.
Loneliness is lethal – http://www.newrepublic.com/article/113176/science-loneliness-how-isolation-can-kill-you