4 degrees in 6 degrees of nothing

It's 4 degrees. I'm near the Hudson. Of all days to have an appointment near the Hudson. The wind is unstable, wavering from 20mph to 30. More and less. The wind hurts my face. The temperature hurts my face. The soul sucking work hurts my face, shilling for things I don't believe. If the Hudson was iced over I'd walk straight across and keep walking until my bones fell off from the number 4 degrees just to thumb my Numb cold eyes at who knows what when we're angry.