Sitting in my dreary room,
Cold and drafty.
Space heater pumping out warm air,
Still I am chilled to the bone.
Shivering as I attempt to type,
Sounding out words with chattering teeth.
Physically drained from a long day at work,
It will lead to my untimely demise.
Searching for thoughts of comfort,
A reason to smile.
A text,
I smile.