Mostly appreciative

Dear Seattle,

You do such a good job at feeding me. Cherries, plums, and apples on trees, all ripe for the picking and within a one block radius of my humble abode! There's no way a girl's gonna starve in this fair town. No sir!

Also, one more thing, Seattle. On a totally unrelated note.

I've become aware of a lot of "heavy breathers" sitting in the back of the bus with me. Sooo much huffing and puffing while at rest, I've noticed recently. What's up with that? I can hear them over my head phones! Maybe there aren't enough hills after all?

With much love,
Kim