Wind whistles from your puckered lips,
frizzing my hair into stinging whips.

Never warm enough. Should wear more clothes, should do more to take care of myself in general. Woke with a sore throat and the woman of the house prescribed E-mergen-C with 30 - 40 drops of Echinacea. Oh such bitter elixir makes my lips curl and face wrinkle! Thought adulthood means learning masochism: Children know better when they know what they don't want to taste. How long you need to live anyway?

[Answer in Darwinian terms]

Plowing through these days that are weeks that go too fast and not fast enough. Time measured in desire fulfilled and soon I realize I've desired more than filled. And what a waste that is.