I know am supposed to be enjoying the LA sun and warmer weather, but honestly, I’d rather be sweatered and seeing my breath and earning my blanket-burrowing. I keep lusting over the the NYC weather and wishing I was there instead (never really being where you are, brought to you by the iphone.) Somebody needs a serious lesson in being in the moment / wherever you go, there you are, or at the very least, a sunny romp in an avocado field. Plantation? Orchard? How do avocados grow?

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