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Brrr.

I spent the final hour of the night comfortably buried under three different heavy blankets, wearing my knit hat with the sheets pulled up over my head. Sitting up, I remembered taking off that ugly blue fleece pullover in the living room leaving it on the couch. I set my feet on the smooth wooden floor, and in a flashing instant I thought, "my room is over an uninsulated crawl space, filled with cold, cold air. This is why my feet sting from the shock of the cold."