I wonder if I have become discomforted by the concept of happiness itself. Like the freezing of cellular fluids within a frostbite victim, the sudden introduction of a warm point of contact would only permanently damage the existing frostbitten tissue. Instead, only a slow introduction of warmth is able to thaw a frostbite without incurring more damage.

But with tissue that has been cooled without frostbite — tissue that has not been exposed to a sustained arctic coldness for a significant period of time — warm water would certainly generate an immeasurable amount of pleasure. And so, in terms of how I should live my life, I wonder whether I have reached the point where I have been frostbitten.

That being said, some frostbites are untreatable and require amputation.

Good Mourning
Peace of Mind
Blue Skies
True Love is Violent
Eating Snow
sparks are fly
Try, Try Again
Close, but not quite
Song of Solomon 
Sweater Weather
The Things Not Spoken