The Mets have been winning, and my general disposition is one of hope. WHAT...a correlation. NYC weather is of the Springtime variation, but I am restless whether horizontal or vertical. Music of the rock & roll variety soothes me, silence woos me, and I wish I were someplace where the initials following a comma were not N.Y. Hey God, I am open to suggestions. Just give me a tweet. While I have your attention, thanks for the Chelsea Handler dream last night! I could just kiss the sky.
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