Is it spring yet? I want to wear a skirt and have bare legs, eat outdoors with my dog at a cafe, take the dog and a bottle of wine to the park, toss my parka way in the back of the closet, wear white pants, wear white shoes, go jogging without layers of thermal, go to Prospect Park's dog beach, go to New Orleans for Jazz Fest 2008, march with Savvy in the NYC Tartan Day Parade, worry about sunscreen because there's actually sun, sit outside and eat my lunch, solve all the problems in the world and find world peace....well, not all of these really are about spring, but when I strain for optimism, I really bend that way.
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