It turns out it's not that bad, huh?
Oh, oh, how nice!
Why the unnecessary exaggeration?
Who do you think you're kidding?
That's all because you have food, right?
Because you have warm blankets and a roof over your head.
Right?
Right,
you always wanted to love, truly, the wind, the cold, the winter, the frost.
Impossible! It's not! It's not true at all!
You love only because it doesn't hurt.
How bad!
Wait, why am I talking to myself like that?
I must be very chatty today.
Yeah, screw that, too.