My hands are so cold. MY HANDS ARE SO BLOODY COLD.
I don’t want cold hands anymore. What if, because I have sliiiiightly low blood pressure, I have bad circulation and then I die? What if I die because my hands are cold? What if I die trying to warm my hands up by a fire pit and I fall in the fire pit and burn and die and ow!
The above photograph is of me attempting to warm my hands up by pressing them against my face. But it kinda just looks like my hands are eating my face.
Please notice the gigantic cable knit woolen sweater I am wearing in an attempt to keep the rest of my body warm…