My spirit was gallivanting but my body was unable.

Here’s my thing about hot versus cold and it’s really not an original thought.

If it’s cold, I can always put more clothes on.

If it’s hot I can only get so naked, and trust me crack sweat will be the least of everyone’s worries if I unleash the round white beast known as my tummy.

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