Anthroheat
At home, alone, you sometimes miss it. You turn your space heater on and point it at an empty chair. The air warms, but there’s no breath in it. No heartbeat.
And when they leave, the room goes cold in a way no wind ever could. anthroheat
Anthroheat is what happens when bodies remember they are animals—social, fragile, electric. It cannot be generated artificially. It can only be borrowed, for a while, from the people who press against you in the dark. At home, alone, you sometimes miss it
It doesn’t register on any thermostat. for a while