Nothing will do me better right now than sunlight and air. The minerals of stone and salt and the nutrients of the coconut plant and the mango tree and all the glories of my country, Jamaica.
New York is nice. I heart New York. But it is very cold an uninhabitable here right now.
I woke up this morning to ice rain, then as the day progressed there came the water rain, and as I left work came the snow.
God has a sense of humor. Believe me. He really does.
Nothing can do me now like Jamaica. I'm dreaming of white sand beaches right now. A spa. Blue sky and sunlight. This is madness.