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  • Here's to the wayward. To the weirdos. To the plain janes who just decided to do something goofy.

    I love those moments that come about every now and then that are just slightly off center. Sweet moments of glorious freedom from the expected. The chance to carve out your refuge from the ordinary and fly your freak flag.

    I stuck my head out of a friend's apartment window in Philadelphia after a chilly night sleeping on the floor by the wall a/c unit. Looking down, I found two giant letters written on the roof of a building. E. T.

    Fan of the movie? Someone hoping to make first contact with alien visitors? Who cares. It's fabulous that someone or someones took the time to write out two giant white letters to the sky.

    Here's to hoping. Here's to believing in childhood sweethearts for life. In alien life. In the perfect creme brûlée. In love at first sight. In elves in the trees and fairies in your backyard. Here's to unicorns. Here's to being human and goofy and laughing.
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