The snow is stuck to my window screen, blocking the magical view of the city I love to gaze at from my bedroom window. The wind swooshes past the windows sending shivers through the old wood of the apartment building. It's winter in Boston.
I joined "date night" with my friend and her husband last night. Mo at the convenience store told me I looked nice when I stopped in for a bottle of wine to bring home and sip after dinner.
Sleep is at a minimum again these days. I'm longing for another trip, but New York City will be the next escape.
Debating laying in bed a little longer, or admitting defeat to the night and braving this cold, windy and snowy Sunday...
It's probably too late, but I vote for staying in bed.
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