How Do You Sleep?

My bedroom is freezing. It is truly a good 15 degrees colder there than in other parts of our old house. Five bedroom windows are glorious in spring and summer and fall but they leak and whistle air in the winter like a poorly made igloo.





This is how I sleep. Except I’m not hugging Ono; I’m wrapped in five layers of quilts. And I’m not naked. I’m the opposite of naked. I wear


REI wool crew socks
Cuddle Duds top and bottoms
flannel buttoned shirt
black leggings

I’m so stiff from holding that fetal position all night long that I feel like the Tin Man, post-rain.

As they say in trailer town, “I got to get me a space heater.”