Me VS the cold

Sometimes loneliness is less of not being with anyone else. Sometimes it's more of not being with those you would want to be with. And when you are lonely, you feel cold. So how do you fight that kind of cold?

and then there's the other cold

Last Sunday I went to meet up with a bunch of guys with whom i plan to form a band with. I took two buses to get there, going through a route which was fairly unkown to me. When we met, i found out we were a motley bunch. A drummer from Venezuela. Guitarist from the Philippines. A Bassist from Lafayette, and a canadian singer. Even if i had experience playing in bands before, this brought something new to me and i can honestly say that i enjoyed that jam in a way i haven't done in a long time. hopefully this will go on.

Anyway, we finished up at about 5 pm. It was already pitch dark outside, and the temperature had dropped ten degrees from what it was when we started. I boarded the bus and got off at the station. I don't know if it was the cold or just plain stupidity, but i boarded the wrong bus at the station. I ended up in some part of the city i didn't know, lugging around my guitar and my gadgets. All this while enduring the freezing temperature which had an ally in the unforgiving wind. You'd think that snow would be the coldest. Nu-uh. Cold wind is the coldest. Snow couldn't penetrate two layers of clothes and a thermal jacket. And although wind technically can't too, it cools up the things it hits much faster for some weird reason. I could stand around for hours in snow and still be warm but there i was twenty minutes walking around in the wind and i couldn't feel any part of my body exposed to the wind. those parts that weren't were shaking in desperation for some warmth. Maybe next time i'll wear a jacket under my jacket.

Winter isn't over yet, and this war is on. Me vs. the cold. So far it's cold two, me nil. Hope things get to my favor soon.