I’m not sure that the image above is actually Costa Rica. I googled “Costa Rica” and it was my favorite of those that came up. Or, more accurately, it was one of the first images that popped up. I’m going to Costa Rica in 15 Days. (FIFTEEN DAYS!!!!!) I cannot even begin to express the sheer elation that is this vacation. Just the word “vacation” makes my mind whirl with images of beaches, mountains, rain forest. I can see the clear turquoise of the Caribbean Sea. I can taste its salt, feel its cool. I can already hear the Howler Monkeys waking me in the morning, the sound of insects buzzing, smell the damp mossy green of the rain forest.
I’m getting really good at visualizing myself in Costa Rica but no matter how great the visualization, I’m still in NYC. All of the dirty, messy, complicated, stressful, frustrations that go with life in NYC. Specifically, my life. Right here and now. Dirty, messy, complicated, stressful, frustrating. It’s those sounds, those mental images that are already burned into my soul that are keeping me from loosing my cool.