Wednesday, January 5, 2005
When I started the Rover this morning, the little digital outside temperature readout displayed -2 degrees. That seems cold. Feels cold. It’s unusually cold for Boulder and the Front Range foothills, where the average high temperature in January is 46 degrees and the average low is 19 degrees. I had my gloves on and my head covered and it still felt cold. I remember waiting for the school bus in Fairbanks wearing no hat, even in temperatures colder than 30 below zero. It’s very important to be cool in high school and not mess up the fluffy hair that takes such attention and energy to create. I guess I’ve outgrown the need to be cool. I think I’ve accepted that I never was cool, never will be cool, and that it really isn’t worth caring about. I’d rather be warm.