Every once and a while I turn up my air conditioning really high and get snuggled up with tea and wool socks and a big sweatshirt (mostly Seth's sweatshirt) and pretend I'm back at Gordon waiting for my friends to come over and watch a movie.
I really miss New England.
I love LA, love the weather, love all of it, but I can't help but get weirded out by the fact that it's November 10th and I'm still wearing flip flops and sun dresses.
I dreamt of snow the other night.  I woke up to 80 degree weather.
As much as I don't want to leave, I am excited to go back to the east, if only for a while.