Right now, I shut my eyes and I’m laying in a hammock strung between two palm trees, listening to the Atlantic roll into the shore of San Juan. I’m swaying back and forth in the slight breeze.
No one knows where I am and my phone is off.
I don’t speak Spanish, so I can’t understand any of the conversations going on around me.
And I’ve got nothing to do all day except lay here in the sun.
You know, pretty much the exact opposite of how my day has actually gone.