Been up since 3 a.m. Can't sleep and thinking about things that drive me insane. Like: windows here. I've never had any trouble opening any windows in other parts of the world—for the most part, they seem to be the type where there's a lever and you push out—like mini French windows. Easy peasy. But in New York, every single building I've ever lived in has these lift-to-open jobbies that often require you to be a body-builder to wedge open even the tiniest bit. It drives me bananas. Sometimes you just want to crack a window, you know, and not have to move furniture to wedge yourself up against the wall for leverage for the privilege of having some ventilation. That is all.