All winter long I dealt with cabin fever by escaping to the city as much as possible. Over the weekend, a rare 98 degree day with no humidity hit with the resulting force of outdoor barbecues featuring London Broil, the roar of Bike Week, and other amenities. Needless to say, I’m back in paradise remembering why I moved to a remote little town off the coast where the music is as mediocre as expected. After the summer I’m planning to head back to the city for good, whether that be LA or NYC. We will see where the muse lurks.
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