Yes, but at least you're young and cold. I'm so very old and cold that my muscles are seizing up and my old bones creak with protest at each movement. I'm quite sure that by the time I'm thirty, I won't be able to wrap myself in my heap of blankets in front of the fire - instead my rigid frozen frame will be propped in a corner. A kind person may drape a blanket over me, like a canary cage, to try to warm me. I will try hard to express my appreciation at this, but a frozen faces, and the noises that escape them, are probably horrifyingly bizarre, and no-one will ever come near again to remove my blanket.

I'm scaring myself with this, so I'm stopping right there : )