I have to wear my hair up or wear a hat when I work behind the counter at urban rustic. I hate doing both. This has caused me to get a bit creative with my styling. I Thought I would try out an up braid do. I work from eight to four tomorrow. From there I will try to go to a yoga class. One of my favorite feelings is walking back from yoga. I get off at bedford and then go through the park. The light and the air it perfect. Everyone is out. The world breathes around me.
There is so much I wish you were here to witness in New york. I could totally see you as one of those hip new york ladies.
Not sure what else to write. It's stuffy and hot in my room. It's supposed to be 90 by Wednesday. Yuck.
I love you with all my guts. Write me soon.
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