It's Still Life

23 October: Once, well actually it’s happened before, winter’s early bite sunk its cold into my hands and feet. It’s Saturday, although the day doesn’t make much difference, however I suspect the weather took its turn Friday night because for most of that day I’d not turned the heating on, although I did hit the Boost button for an hour that morning, and because the pipes bang like a prisoner with a tin cup, there’s no denying that I’d hit the Boost button, thereby burning money, at least that was the unspoken accusation. It’s that look; his looks speak volumes. Four, I told him I’m wearing four layers. See? I showed him each one, right down to my pale wintery skin.  Maybe you’d like to buy me a thick parka and a pair of furry mukluks for Christmas, which I considered saying but didn’t because sarcasm is really a waste of frosty breath.

Written for Stream of Consciousness Saturday “A Body Part”. Image is from Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021