My breath blows out an icy chill. My feet crunch on the ground as the ice cracks and breaks with the heavy boots I wear. Shivering, I pull my hat down over my ears and pull my scarf over my mouth. It is so so cold and I am freezing.
Standing on a crowded corner, I smile as the warmth floods my pants. Heat sears through me as I create my own little personal heater. Reveling in the warmth, I wriggle my bottom.
Sometimes it is fun to have a secret.