It’s as cold as the Arctic Circle, my face is sure to freeze and shatter to the ground. Nothing helps. Nightmares greet me again at this time of the year, I’m afraid I’ll die out in the cold after conveniently losing my bus pass. I’m so far away from home. Pray that I don’t become a winter fixture for kids to test their aim on. Kids are cruel and snowballs hurt.

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