A Winter Nap

The wind brushed past my hair, tugging slightly. I pushed the loose strand with a finger, tucking it away behind my ear. The crisp air stung my nose, making it difficult to breath. I opened my eyes for a moment, only to shut them again. The sunlight was as stinging as the cold. My lungs began to ache, my nose frozen. The back of my neck began to stiffen. My jacket was of no use so I threw it off, annoyed. My toes were frozen already, so I took those off, too. My body was hot. I felt like I was sweating while my lungs were freezing, aching, laboring to breath. I coughed and coughed, light headed. My shirt was one of the really nice one's so I took that off and folded it, setting it beside my boots. They looked so nice beside one another. Tired, I closed my eyes, while I coughed to myself. For a moment I woke from a dream, not quite a nightmare. I opened my eyes, but everything was dark. I lifted my head, but there was something on the side. I tried to move my arm to remove it, but my arms were too heavy. I went back to sleep. I'm not cold anymore. The dreams are soft and warm. I do feel cozy. What a nice spot.