summer lovin'

I've realized something. Every time I am tired of the weather in New York, I plan a vacation. Most of my summer plans are born in January/February. I am now in the process of planning summer. Beaches and hot sun are on the horizon. So is lack of funds. Such a dilemma.

You walk outside and your legs freeze, no matter how many pairs of pants you have on; you dream of the ocean.

You look at yourself in the mirror and are horrified by the milky white of your skin; you dream of the sun.

It's looking Hawaii. That's what it's looking.

Last winter must not have been that bad. I stayed in NYC in the summer.