the cold night air can sanctify my pizza

What is it about the cold evening of early fall? This evening Caitlin is away, and I’m running on 4 hours of sleep. I just got back from picking up a Little Caesar’s pizza, because warm pizza sounds good on a cold fall evening. Now I’m sitting in bed with my laptop, eating my pizza and watching postseason baseball, the Giants playing the Reds in Game 1 of the National League division series. Nothing very special going on here, that’s for sure. But somehow, because it’s the first really cold fall evening, all of these things feel warm, comforting and supremely satisfactory.