Am I alone on this?

When you’re shivering and cold, it’s like there’s nothing else out there. Am I the only one who gets the feeling of being alone when I’m cold? It’s as if the chill calls to you and begs you to follow it and leave everything else behind. life is like a flake of snow, cold and light and harassed by its surroundings until you hit the ground, then become jostled around by the world around you until you melt in warmth. You’re still that same snowflake I guess, but you’re something different and more useful. The cold is brilliant, really. Closing your eyes, do you sometimes feel at home, or scared? I like to play with my hair when I get depressed. For some reason it makes me feel better, I think. It does something, and that I know. Sliding your fingers through soft and long hair. Am I the only one who does that? So many pointless questions… I don’t know why I’m asking. Maybe because I’m cold, and I have no one to talk to. The CD played its last song, but I don’t want to get up and play it again. Why? I ask myself that. I don’t know why I perform aimless actions like this..