Really it just wants to be old and it isn't so you see those of us from New England just traveling around the world, shaking off those chains of the sharp quickening
weather and that
sad desire to be classy or old usually betrayed by our quaint speech — wicked or our loafers, or deliberately well - worn clothes in New England's endless imitation of «real» which is a copy of those who we think know
about something older — we think they own stuff, Harvard and the Swan Boats and that Swan Boat accident and all that
cold weather food.
The only thing keeping me going these last few
cold foggy days - is knowing that I have
about a week of warm
weather ahead of me --LCB- but
sad to miss what will be going on around here - but I'm sure to have lots of wonderful thing to catch up on when I get back: -RCB- Have a wonderful week -