Traveled to the island of Bequia alone.
Sat down right here with Lesley ("mi husband"), Michael, and Elvin and drank quite a few Hairoun beers. Not a one was impressed with New York City living especially Elvin, a firecracker of a man. He told me straight up: "I don't like working indoors that's for a whole different species."
An image of the New York skyline fluttered by.
In this moment, it was not awe-inspiring – up on this hill sitting beside three men who were as content as could be.