Love, life, and cockroaches

It’s been three months since I landed in Jamaica.  I am back -briefly- in the States before heading to Turkey for work and then back to Jamaica.

While there, I was robbed, I loved and lost, I was swindled and I had a harrowing  encounter with a cockroach that at one point ended up sitting next to me on a pile of folded clothes on my bed.  It would not be a lie to say that I am still traumatized.

Now I am looking at the future thinking that it looks pretty bright in spite of the crushing debt that living in an economic depression for the last three years has created.  It all feels manageable.  I won’t lie and say that I don’t miss Lily or  wish J was heading into the future with me.  But things look good, you know?  And, really, constantly looking backward never got anybody anything but a stiff neck.

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