Cold Vancouver Mornings Rule (When You Run Back Inside)
This morning was crisp and cold. I went out with the pug and we trotted along her usual route of sniffing and investigating (every rock, blade of grass, corners of buildings, pebbles, etc.) and I caught myself breathing the morning air. This isn't unusual, of course, but I wasn't just breathing the air in, I was breathing it in. It was like my body had decided I needed more air or I wasn't paying enough attention to my breathing, so, thus it must intervene on my body's behalf. What I quickly realized I was doing was breathing in and relishing the feeling of the cold air hitting my lungs. The cold air was stimulating. It is a feeling that most of you out there have experienced, I am sure. You catch yourself doing something you like but it is an involuntary experience. Or, perhaps, I am crazy.
I must be addicted to this kind of weather. But, I know why I like this time of year the best: it is the return inside. Have you ever felt like this? You can be outside in cold weather doing whatever it is you need to do and then, upon returning to the warmth of the indoors, you run like a crazy person and find some kind of warm area to cuddle into? I feel that I sometimes go outside into the cold on purpose in order to do just that - feel that warm body in the bed or find a cuddle pug to warm up with on the sofa while buried underneath three or four blankets.
And coffee. You can't forget the coffee that you must have once inside. It is like a best friend on mornings like that. It reminds me of camping out in the scrub or even at a local park. The feeling is the same. It is cold but it provides you with a kind of freedom that you don't normally get while living in a house with four walls and a roof. I wonder sometimes if it would be cool to get to know this country of ours by ditching everything and just walk around the entire country with a sleeping bag and a tent. A map would help too but, hey, this is my little section of the world and I don't allow practicality in. Can't wait until tomorrow morning. Hope it isn't raining.
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