Dear New York in the summer, I forgive you.
I know in the majority of my blog posts I have complained about your stinky, humid, too-hot-for-anything ways, but you have made it all right this year. It’s been much more pleasant than my first 8 summers and turning my oven on has not been half bad. This better mean you will be nicer this winter too as this past one was just stupid.
Thanks a bunch,