My sister, a true New Yorker, always says that when it comes to guys, apartments and jobs, you just have to go with your gut. I happen to think she's right on all three counts.
As the years tick by, I find that my both my heart and my gut speak to me quite often and, reliable body parts that they are, they're generally spot on, not just about guys, apartments and jobs, but about lots of other important--and not so important--things.
In 5773, I hope that my heart and my gut will speak to me often and--most of all--that I'll have the good sense to hear them when they do.