In 20 days I will step off a plane in Hilo, Hawaii, and for the subsequent 7 days I will never not have in my hand either a) a drink with a little umbrella in it, b) a book, c) a snorkeling mask, or d) a tube of sunscreen. I will wear fabulous sunglasses and long flowy dresses and swim with dolphins and float by the swim-up bar.

New York, you need to get your head right while I’m gone and be fully into spring when I come back. I want daffodils and hyacinths and birds and sunny walks to brunch, or so help me we will have a problem.