Your skin sticks to metal. The air is so cold, you feel your lungs burn when you breathe. Tears stream uncontrollably from your eyes, but they still burn. The facial hair begins to stick together. The stinging of your lips cracking becomes unbearable. There is no relief for at least for four more hours. You close your eyes, letting your mind go for a moment. You let it travel to a place you nearly forgotten. You see her walking through the ocean of wild flowers. The sun makes her skin glisten and for a moment you forget about the cold.