Never Been Wetter

I was locked out for over an hour. When I finally got in, I had a warm shower and stood until the piping hot stream of water for about ten full minutes before I even started to wash my hair or anything.
My fingers are still stiff.
As I sat outside, I hummed and sang quietly, trying to stay dry. It was quite a beautiful moment, with me huddled on the front stoop, next to big pots of flowers spotted with rain, singing. T'was awesome.
But I was still effing cold.