There's nothing I love more than living in a 4th floor walk up. My roommates and I whisper, "momentum" under our breath during the climb for encouragement. By the time we reach the summit, our heart rates are through the roof and we pant like overheated dogs. During the winter, you'd think that it'd be a nice warm up to defrost our little toes, but entering a sauna out of breath isn't ideal. Turn down the heat you say? Well, the thermometer gives us an accommodating choice of sweltering or arctic, the best solution is to open the window every few hours to let in a gust of pollution filled air, that stings something fierce. You can't prepare yourself for the temperatures here, as if the world around us is constantly transforming, 'House Of Leaves' anyone?