Oh how I miss this view. I miss the warm wind and the endless hours with nothing to do but laugh and hang out with some of our best friends. I miss the smell of the ocean and sunscreen. I miss hearing “pura vida” at the end of every exchange.

That said, it’s also good to be home. Back with the dogs and the city lights. Back to routines and quiet nights and pizza. Back to my blog and Netflix queue. I’m making a Target run today, picking up books at the library and restocking the fridge. I’m finishing cleaning out the work emails that piled up while I was out of the country.

But maybe I’ll take five minutes today and flip through pictures and eat some pineapple and just pretend. Just for a minute.