Groundhog day
It was a closer one to that of acceptable health. The bed wasn't a sea of thorns and the temperature of the room was above the normal cold and cancel every day that I was accustomed to. Still, wearing all the huge jackets and vests and gloves did not prepare anyone for a gale so fearsome that it took over every ounce of subconscious I had left in that frail body of flesh.
I stepped outside, the automatic door barely opening and not waiting for any moment of pause to close.