It’s getting ridiculously cold here. 

On my way to teach class tonight I was thinking about being bundled up in a thick comforter with the thermostat cranked up to 75 degrees F. 

I imagined a piping hot, oversized mug of hot chocolate topped with a two inch thick layer of marshmallow cream cupped in my hands.

Then my mind wandered back to my drinking days. And I imagined a spicy glass mug of warm Gluhwein. 

Then I pulled into the parking lot of my gym, parked my car, and took a deep breath before venturing out of my warm car.

And now! I’m home in my favorite chair. I’m glad I’m not full of hot chocolate, marshmallow cream, or hot spicy wine. 

Goodnight.