carter smith, unknown
it happens every year- the never-ending piles of slush and freezing temperature start to take their toll. i start each morning mentally relocating (i am on a beach, i am on a beach). right about now those daydreams need to become reality. it is beyond time to flee this weather and get some much needed sun and relaxation. i try to catch it before it starts to affect my mood but i fear this year i'm a bit late. i need to be on the next flight out....

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