A bright floral sweater is like a balmy winter day, unexpected but lovely. It's also like a baby who sleeps through the night. Now, I haven't experienced that myself, but the daydreams I have about it whilst hooked up to my diet coke I.V. indicate that it would be wooooonderful. I guess for now I'll just keep wearing this sweater in hopes that the universe will notice its whimsy and cut me some slack. Hey universe! Over here! It's a SWEATER with bright SPRINGY flowers! See? Anything can happen!!! It's me, Sam! The one with the sleep-boycotting baby?
Oh, whatever. Ten more CC's of diet coke plz, Monday.
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