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I woke up shivering today. I wasn't in my bed, but on a thin sheet of ice drifting somewhere in the brisk arctic. What am I to do? It is cold. ...and here, in my flannel pajamas I sit waiting for nothing to happen.

I don't know what it would feel like to die in solitude by the sharp waves of a sub-zero ocean... I imagine it can't be much worse that being burned at the stake by the hands of an angry mob.