maybe just one window

Me: It’s June! Summertime! Time to open the windows!

::it is 50F degrees outside, cloudy, with a breeze blowing directly in my open windows::

Me (wearing a fleece jacket and huddling under a blanket): Ah, fresh air! It’s bracing! It’s lovely! It’s… a bit chilly?

My brain: psst! You could close the windows!

Me: But it’s summer!

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