photo by Tsimothy James Kelly
It’s currently resting just below 90 degrees here in New York City, and I’m trying to embrace this unseasonably warm weather instead of my usual bitching and moaning about being sweaty and not having the necessary clothing pulled out of boxes yet. (Keyword here is “trying”.) Maybe it’s because being in a concrete jungle doesn’t allow for you to enjoy the heat in the same way as say, floating down a beautiful river on an air mattress would.
Hannah knows of my wanderlust lately, and I thank her for sharing this daydream-inducing photo.