I'm slowing things down.

Time behaves differently on an island.

Comin’ at you live from the island…I’ll be back to my regular posting schedule next week.

Last Saturday, after a long day of travel that involved three airports, several Diet Cokes drank in an airport lounge and one pack of Tic Tacs, I walked across the tarmac at Henry E Rohlsen Airport in St. Croix and into the waiting arms of my partner, Hilly. It fel…