Or it might be a blister. I'm just saying - it's cold and I am convinced that either is plausible. You might think I am bring dramatic but when you are up in the middle of the night shivering from the mountain cold and there is a pain in your left pinkie toe you start to thinking. What is that? Well I don't know because I have not seen my feet in two weeks because they are always in my socks. True- but at least my pedicure is staying. Wait. Doesn't frost bite start at your fingers and toes. With pain ... And then you never feel anything again! What if I have frost bite? Damn yo. Good thing I got that travel insurance.
So this is how the conversation with self goes. You can convince yourself of anything in such circumstances- when the spirit is worn down. And as much as I try to control my American priviledge- in the cold... In the middle of the night ... I can't help but wonder ... What kind of damn city with any kind of modern anything don't got no damn heat in 40 degree weather and this is the warm season this is some ole b#%*$@!
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