On the last day of our recent trip to Jamaica my friend and I met a guy named Rick. We met him while having breakfast on the terrace of our bed and breakfast in the hills overlooking Montego Bay. Rick was sitting at the table next to ours and the contrast in our moods couldn’t have been more palpable. A cloud of last-day-of-holiday gloom hung over my friend and me, whereas Rick, who had just arrived in Jamaica the night before, was giving off a zest for life as bright and cheery as his shirt.
I've been grappling with dread this week so this post is timely & marvellous :)
I'm so sorry you've been feeling the dread too - but really happy that this post helped! Lovely to hear from you :)