My thoughts tend to be very bizarre as I walk to the train in subzero temperatures each morning.
“I wonder if my eyeballs could freeze. My eyelashes are freezing together, so it would be possible.”
“Uh-oh. My hair is frozen. If I touch it, I bet it will break off and then I would look really silly.”
“That poor guy, Buck, from Into Thin Air. The rest of his Everest expedition team chiseled ice off of his face and left him for frozen. He got up and made it back to camp eventually. He had to be colder than I am now. Unbelievable.”