A Cold Winter Night

The night is so cold and I can hear the wind howling from my window. The sound is scary, maybe it feels like that because I'm alone. Perhaps I feel it more because I am also cold. Imagining myself out there makes my throat hurt and my body shiver. I hate that winter is already here. When I thought of winter before the cold, I remembered children playing in the snow. I forgot the homeless dying under the bridges from the frozen air. When I thought of winter during snow, I remembered the joy of Christmas. I had forgotten the madness of holiday shoppers. These thoughts are dark, because with the winter comes the coldness in my heart.