The Palms of Happiness.

To call it an obsession would be minimal. 

Since the very first time I saw a palm tree on television, 

I knew where I should be.  

The Sunshine State. 

The very second I stepped out of MCO

I took the first real breath of my life. 

With pollution miles away, 

Fresh, clean air filled my lungs. 

I had never really felt alive before then. 

&' there it was. 

A Coconut Palm Tree – Cocos nucifera.

What a gorgeous, tall beauty. 

What had consumed my mind and soon to be piece of my body,

Stood next to me. 

Less than two feet away. 

The sun illuminated everything before me.

Consumed me with happiness. 

Like a child on Christmas morning,

I cheesed ear to ear.  

Whatever Jersey problems I had were left on the plane. 

Everything was perfection. 

The wind tickled my every stand of hair. 

The rain I had saw in the forecast was nowhere to be found. 

As if nature was just as excited for my arrival. 

That changed everything. 

Next stop, beach. 

A true site of paradise. 

Heat, inviting me to strip down into my swimwear. 

The sand crisp under my pale feet. 

Sun rays tanning me as I admired the scenery. 

The waves fighting for my attention. 

The sounds of the ocean soothing to my soul. 

The water so clear, 

I could see my neon toes without a squint. 

Refreshing. 

I could only wish to live in that moment 

f o r e v e r.