Friday

J'ai froid. In French, to say I am cold, I must say I have cold. Cold is not a condition, it is a noun, something you have, something you own. I feel it, it is inside me, this cold. It is stuck. It sneaks around my insides and sends shivers to the surface. I can warn up my exterior, I can temporarily ease the discomfort on my skin, I can hug a mug of hot water. I can take a hot shower. Turn on the heater. Keep the electric blanket on. I may even sweat, but the cold is inside.
As is the fire.

"Fire doesn't burn itself."
"It burns out."