04.18.03 :: 9:48 am

I have to go lay down on a tanning bed for at least twenty minutes, I am so cold and so pale.

The winter will never leave. Let us all face the facts. I imagine us in August, wearing sweaters and eating hot oatmeal as the temperature barely creeps up to 45.

The Bahamas is the only forgiving thing on the horizon. Ten days.

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