Sometimes, when it’s cold and dark and rainy and windy, I like to put on shorts and a T-shirt and carry the trash out to the dumpster.
It’s a minute walk to the dumpster to drop off the trash, and then a minute back.
Just enough to feel the chill.
Then I slide open the patio door, walk inside, and slide it shut again.
It feels so good warming back up again.
I lay back on the sofa, and I pull the blankets back over me.
It feels even better, to be reminded how good it feels to feel warm.