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Why is it that everything about all-nighters/late nighters seem so cold? Everything about them is cold. The temperature in the dorms, whether or not heated, are cold, and it makes me feel shivery. I don’t care how much I love my work, the subject matter seems impersonal and cold (as do the professors assigning whatever work it is). The world seems cold, for everyone is asleep and there’s no one to talk to, not even on AIM. My brain is empty and cold because I am half-asleep. My heart longs for the coldness to end, my body craves for the coldness of my bed, I do not have the energy to change into my pajamas because it is too cold to change out of my clothes…so I think I will take off my wet and cold shoes from the rain and curl up not in my bed but my cold red blanket and try vainly to warm up or at least let the day burn off the cold…and if I’m up later with reading after this, maybe the dawn of the day will burn off some of the cold, but prior to that it’s time to listen to the cold silence around me and pry my own tired cold brain some more.