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Obviously I can’t turn the thermostat up myself. My coworkers would see me and I’d be instantly labeled “The Wasteful Guy in the Office Who Can’t Suck
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It Up and Take the Cold.” “A flatlander,” they’d say with disdain. “Not a real Vermonter. Typical. Let’s maple-syrup-and-feather him!”
I’ve discovered, attract cluster flies. Insomniacausing, insanity-inducing cluster flies. They start to appear just as the weather gets cold. One here buzzing against the window, one there circling the lamp—before I know it, I walk in the door and find Amityville Horror in my apartment. In response, I spend my nights going on searchand-destroy missions, whacking flies with a little more glee than I probably should.
projects into pre-coffee and post-coffee categories, based on how much cognitive ability I need to complete them. (Obviously, commentaries like this go into the pre-coffee category.) I need coffee physically, too. My body is shivering, cold, lifeless—until that first sip of coffee. I can literally feel body parts getting warmer as the coffee flows in. It’s like the hot liquid is piped directly into my extremities. My feet and toes begin to come to life.
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Soon winter comes with a vengeance. The cold. The dark. God, I miss light. I used to wake up to the sun slowly illuminating my bedroom with a gentle glow, rising happily to the sounds of birds chirping, feeling refreshed and alert. Now when I wake up, it’s dark. Absolutely pitch black. The alarm blares. I can’t really sleep but I can’t bring myself to get up. I hit snooze approximately 27 times. Still no light outside. Finally I force my creaky bones vertical and plod directly to the Keurig. Coffee. Must have coffee. In winter, my entire existence revolves around a carefully measured coffee-intake strategy. My brain is unable to function without it. I will actually separate the timing of all
Arms begin to feel loose and limber. My fingers, which before would give me an icy jolt if I touched them to my neck, one by one become wonderfully warm to the touch— except for my right ring finger. For some reason, that particular digit remains irretrievably cold. It’s very disconcerting. I expect it to drop off any day now like some scene out of “The Fly.” Coffee sure works better than, you know, heat. There always seems to be some impediment to heating systems. I’ve got a landlady who watches our heating bill like a hawk, a car whose vents have broken in such a way that heat can be aimed anywhere except at the driver, and an office filled with people who can’t accept cold facts. I mean that l
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