Warmth

The phrase “freeze your tits off” meant nothing to me until today, when I decided to go for a walk in the park without a sweater on. Believe me when I say this, and there is no exaggeration here. My entire chest felt ice cold when I got home. It got so bad, I began to panic when it stayed cold for about an hour after I reached home. That shit is scary. It was like my body died, and I don’t ever want that to happen again. I am going to respect my body and its limitations. I now know my liver, brain and chest better. They communicate to me through electrical signals.