Headed out the door at 7:15 AM with the Labrador. Sun rises at 7:20. It felt like... Labrador: 22F.
This isn't supposed to happen in San Francisco.
I am not, repeat not, moving to Canadia anytime soon.
My gloves are inadequate. I can't find my facemask with the neoprene mouth covering. I'm not evolved for this.
The thrumming of the natural gas mains beneath the streets is something I've never heard before.