People everywhere are feeling under the weather. Some sort of weather. Here, it is raining and cold. My sinuses are swollen and my head is throbbing, and I am in a flare, and I have no appetite, and I feel sad for no reasons of my own. Winter isn't even here yet, and it already has long, cold, grasping claws.
This time next week I'll be in my old hometown, Sag Harbor and the Hamptons, and I'll see how deeply I can breathe.
This time next week I'll be in my old hometown, Sag Harbor and the Hamptons, and I'll see how deeply I can breathe.