Sitting here in the Union lab, fluorescent lighting and homework due, I had a sudden and inexplicably strong pang for the island. For that sun, wearing skirts and flip-flops, for Bob Marley, blue skies, for joe, meryl, brian, andy, zeb, steph, nathan, and katrina, for the used bookstore, the sea-kayaks, the moon on the waves, and sand beneath my toes.
why didn’t I love it even more than I did?
Mennogirl 