
The Heat Pump He Judged by His Own Comfort Alone
A woman in Okarche told me, on the phone, that her whole house was cold. She wanted me out the same day. I asked her where in the house she had measured. She said she had not measured anywhere. She just knew. I want to talk about that today. About how the body becomes the thermostat and how, when it does, the rest of the house disappears. I drove out anyway because the call sounded urgent and she was a customer I had worked with for nine years. I got there around three in the afternoon. The wind was out of the south and the front porch had that warm dusty smell west of Okarche gets in late…
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