warm

It was a long night for me.
My New Year's Day exceeded 24 hours.And I'm happy.
I actually didn't sleep, if you can believe that.
Now I have a bad cold and possibly dying.
It's so cold. So cold. So freaking cold.
I'm such a frog.
But it's odd. Deep down I haven't felt so warm in months.
Must be Guillaume and his champagne.
Must be Guillaume alone.
Must be my thoughts of Guillaume.
Or must be my hopes of seeing Guillaume again.
Whatever it is, it keeps me warm at 18 degrees, noontime.
I heard tonight it's dropping to 9 degrees.
Which means I need to feel much warmer later.
Guillaume.
Sigh.