Running hot and cold

Voyeur, originally uploaded by Goggla.

Twenty degrees coupled with an arctic wind that creates a sub-zero city. Dry, sharp air pricks the face as the road salt coating the pavement crunches underfoot, ruining our best leather boots. Gotta get out of the apartment where the radiator is stifling, but we cannot turn it off for fear the heat will never come back. A walk through Chelsea, convince ourselves the sun is warm and inviting rather than harsh, empty, blinding...somewhere in our dreams, we are bathed in tropical humidity, soothed by the golden light, feeling like a goddess.