Atypically, I want to be somewhere warm. A four days fever broke and took more heat than it had temporarily given, just more than I would have given willingly. This kind of internal almost-cold is the temperature of sudden absence. The chill you either recognize or do not, which designates the drop off. It’s unnatural for it to stretch through time this way. It’s like a decision waiting to be made.
Chicago is a tough city. She doesn’t care if you fail, she won’t praise you if you survive. There’s a comfort in that, if you’re the sort of person who is comforted that way.