Friday, April 01, 2016

Cold

I've been cold all day.  I got up at the ungodly hour of 3 am to prepare for a field trip to the state journalism conference, and I was chilled when I woke up.  A hot shower helped, but then as we waited for our transportation to arrive at the school, the cool spring morning crept back.  The vehicle itself was cold, and by the time I'd ridden three hours in it to get to the college where our conference was, the chill had become an abiding part of me.

Cold auditorium.  Cold lobby where I waited for my students to go from session to session.  Cold, meager outdoor lunch under cold grey skies.  Cold auditorium again.  Cold vehicle.

I have goosebumps that I can't seem to get rid of.  It's not just temperature anymore.  I feel totally drained from having to push myself to be social all day, to extrovert.  I haven't slept well the past two nights, so I know that's part of it, too.

I think I am going to go take a hot shower and put on some fuzzy jammies, but it doesn't feel like it will be enough. I need someone to curl up with me and take care of me for a minute.  I'm going to admit to being tired enough and shaky enough that just now, I want it more than anything I can think of.