There I am… relaxing in the shade of a coco palm. My feet basking in the warm waters of the caribbean. In the cup holder of my chair is what was just a few minutes ago a very cold beer… but the weather is so hot that it’s now a lukewarm beverage in a supremely sweaty bottle. A slowly building breeze carries a sweet smell that I can’t quite place. Hopefully it’s the cane fields that line the bay… and not the nearby dump. More…
