Friday, May 28, 2010

Open Letter to Midwood Singing Cyclist

Dear guy who rode a bike past my building, singing "Leaving On A Jet Plane", just as I was turning in for the night last night:

Your voice was lovely, your cheerfulness was infectious, you made me think of my own midsummer jet-plane plans & I drifted off to sleep happier (and faster) than I have in ages (and then I dreamed about boats).

Thanks for the Midwood lullaby!


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