Crap.

Do you ever have a moment where you are just absolutely miserable and you want to talk to someone about it - and you realize the one person you'd like to talk to about it is the one person you shouldn't talk to about it?

Crap.

Sidenote:  Adele steals my feelings out of my head and puts them in song.  Apparently so does James Taylor, Miley Cyrus (I just had to look up how to spell her last name.  I am proud that I don't know that off the top of my head.), Augustana, The Newsies, Joni Mitchell and Carole King. 

I cope with music, if you can't tell.  And I have weird taste.  Don't judge me.

I'm a sink with an open drain.

Dear World,

Please give New York City a little more sunshine. The temps are fine, honestly...because you're not sweating me to death, but I still don't have to wear a coat. Just, lose the gloom.

Thanks.

Love,

Lauren