Soda Craze

Here in the Fort it’s gotten so cold that the sensation has sort of come back around, like a boomerang of solid evil, and become heat. Seriously, the wind feels like a blowtorch. Nothing is safe to expose to the air – so you can imagine how it feels to be running around with safety glasses frozen to your cheeks.
Plus, it’s super humid here because of all the venting steam around the site, so the cold ends up penetrating through clothing and coveralls. It’s thirty-nine degrees lower than the historical average daily high for March 10th. When is spring coming? And why didn’t I keep my office job?