Then than weird, warm snow blows sticky smooth across me and I realize none of this is possible. It never was. For one, my feet have been gone almost since time began.
Also, I really don't understand people who come to a coffee house, then run audio on their laptops without the simple courtesy of a set of headphones. There's a woman near me playing some game with spoken prompts which erupt every forty five seconds or minute. It's obviously not bothering her, so she's fine with it. I don't feel aggressive enough to stand up and be shitty about it.