I love being warm. The sun is an extra special bonus; I think it is because of the vitamin D, and other properties in sunlight.
Being cold is so uncomfortable. It makes our muscles tense up; for me it is paralyzing. I tend to be cold, so finding a warm spot, or just being warm, is not only comforting, but freeing. It’s a survival thing that in cold temperatures our core has our vital organs so the body works hard to keep that part warm, and limbs and digits are less important. Because of this, we also draw our limbs in close to us to try and preserve them.
Some people run warm, and warm room temperatures are uncomfortable to them. They prefer the air temperature be cool, to breath in cool air. Especially while sleeping this seems to be desired by a lot of people. I hate it. Waking up cold actually pisses me off.
Another I notice is some people grew up with heavy blankets and the weight of the covers is comforting, while other people didn’t grow up with that, and really dislike the weight on top of them while they try to rest or even when they watch TV. It took me a while to convince my husband to blanket on while watching TV in the family room when the temperatures were cold.