I purposely go to sleep in my "PopPop" pants with additional pants underneath so I can attempt to stay warm. Let's just say it doesn't work.
My subconscious knows that I am slowly becoming a human popsicle. For the past few weeks I have had dreams with blow-dryers blowing at full blast.
In my dream last night, there were anywhere from 4 to 9 blow-dryers blowing in the attempts to make my frozen body thaw out. Unfortunately, no thawing has occurred.
It doesn't help that my roommate likes the cold. She opens the windows to go to sleep. Did I mention that it was about 13 degrees (Fahrenheit) outside?? It doesn't help that the rotating fan likes my side the best, either.
I may freeze before I can come home.
2 comments:
and i'm not anonymous. i'm your sister.
that would be sad. you should probably wish for one of those dryers for your birthday.
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