Dreaming

Spending a lot of time this week thinking about warmth, I wonder why. I can almost remember what it feels like. In fact the other day there was a break in the cold and the temp reached 50 degrees. I was smiling. An honest to goodness, authentic, just because I'm alive kind of smile. It has since vanished, replaced with the just getting by, crazy in the eyes sorta smile. I hope someday soon to be back to my old self, with my old shorts on, complaining about how hot it is. My view