I’m lying here in my warm bed under seven blankets and on top of a heated mattress listening to the wind outside and feeling a tiny bit come through my window, thinking about how happy I am not to be out there. Then I realize how many homeless kitties and puppies suffer and die from nights like these. And there are so many homeless people in the area with not even a pair of gloves to warm their frostbitten fingers. I hate how selfish I am. Now I’m going to sleep to forget about the people and creatures less fortunate than I.