I believe in spontaneous combustion. I believe it is possible for a person to burst into flame and vanish. It almost happened here last night.
I am hot all the time. All the time.
I have friends who are always cold. I envy them. They wear really cute sweaters and dressy blouses, even in the summer. Me? I wear as little as possible without being indecent. I think there were two days last winter that required a coat. My unlined, corduroy jacket is usually sufficient. I run a fan in my office all year long.
I don’t often have hot “flashes.” But, when they come, WOW! It almost always happens at night. Throw off the sheet (I never need a blanket), and tear off the nightie! Good thing I live alone!