Wednesday, December 17, 2008

"Baby, It's Cold Outside"/ "Ice Queen" (medley)

"... Baby, it's bad out there.
... No cabs to be had out there."

"When she embraces, your heart turns to stone.
She comes at night when you are all alone.
And when she whispers, your blood shall run cold.
You better hide before she finds you."

It's cold as Hell today. No, I'm serious. It's really cold. I mean, I know it's not as cold as, say, up in the Arctic or on Pluto or anything. Even so, I'm not used to this weather and, by my standards, it's really bloody cold out there.

But it's snowing outside. I love the way the city looks dressed in white; the way the frozen flakes twist and tumble through the air creating a mysterious haze. I know that, underneath this vast blanket of white and behind this frigid veil, the city and all its residents remain the same. When the snow is gone, the city will still be standing and the citizens will not cease their hustling and bustling long after the holidays are over. Yes, the city is beautiful in this weather but then again, like a woman you love, it's always beautiful.
(In case you didn't notice, I love Vancouver.)
Arguably the best part about this weather though is coming in from the cold. You know, that feeling when you're utterly freezing and, all of a sudden, your body is engulfed in a pleasant inviting coziness. It's a familiar feeling and as time passes you begin to realize you still have the parts of your body you thought you lost in the frigid weather: Your nose, your ears, your fingers, your legs.

I want to come in from the cold. The haze is so thick that I can barely tell where my next step will lead me. For so long, the cold has numbed me, weakened me. Sometimes I just want to fall down, face-down into the freezing blankness, until I feel nothing at all.
I want to come in from the cold. To feel the way I used to feel. I want to experience that once-familiar feeling of warmth and liveliness that I have been too long without. I want to know that all the things I had before... I never lost even when I couldn't feel them there.
I need to come in from the cold...

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