Day Twenty Three

I travelled 950km back to my old home town for a couple of days, the source of the grains of sand. 950km further from the equator, closer to the pole. So I packed jumpers and winter clothes, prepared for a cold I'm no longer used too. But it didn't feel cold. I didn't notice the weather. Instead this evening, back in my new home town, I broke out in a sweat on a short walk to the supermarket, overdressed and noticed how exceptionally warm it was.