I’m Alive

By now the chill has worked its way deep into my bones. I look down to my right and see the frost piled up in firm heaps on the side of the road, taunting me. My body remembers when I ran away at ten years old and ended up with my first case of mild hypothermia. I can feel the shivers fighting to work their way in from the tops of my thighs up into my belly. I pass a service station, the sign tells me it’s 38 degrees fahrenheit. I’m traveling at 63 miles per hour and every bit of me feels exposed. I […]