It's so warm out. And it has been for 2 days. Therefore it will probably be a blizzard by the end of the week...
I'm sorry for not posting sooner, but damn, I've been having another one of those weeks, including working with that crazy bitch I can't stand, who was equally as charming as usual.
The warmpth of these past few days has been amazing. It really does feel like spring is around the corner. It also feels like a cruel joke...that the warm will be taken away and we'll plunge back into the freezing cold. But for now I'm enjoying being able to stand on my balcony, not wearing a winter coat and scarf and gloves to walk to Starbucks, and the fact that the streets are bustling with people getting outside.
It makes me a little sad, because I'm starting to feel the pluse of the 'summer city'. People are out at all hours, walking, chatting, in good spirits. The warm smells and the feel of the air in the back of your throat are all the telltale signs that sleepless nights of 30 degree C weather are coming nearer and nearer.
I'd really like to experience a summer in the city, complete with friends on the balcony, cold gin and tonics, a barely-clothed guy standing in my living room...
But seriously...it's something that I've yet to get the full effect of. Since I'll soon be returning to the great hills of small-town-bum-fuck-nowhere, I won't get more than a day in the summer city. No overnights, random ice-cream runs, being driven mad with passion from the heat...
Where am I getting these ideas that summer + heat = sex? Bad romance novels? Or even worse...bad reality MTV shows?
Maybe someday I'll get to live in the city for the summer. Then of course I'd need to make a whole batch of new friends to actually kill the time with on those hot August nights, since everyone I know goes home. Oh well, maybe someday...
1 comment:
come to nyc for a visit!
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