Trapped On An Island
Work has been too much lately. I needed a break. A quick trip to the Caribbean for a few days would do the trick. As I board the plane I could feel the stress and anxiety already melting away.
From the moment I stepped off the plane the warm breeze and friendly smiles welcomed me with open arms.
After dropping my bags in my room I stepped onto the balcony to enjoy the view.
What was I going to do for dinner? Did I bring enough money? What about the crime, is it bad down here?
My chest got tight, and I started to sweat.
Should I even be here? Was this all a mistake?
I came here to unwind, but I can’t escape the prison of my mind.






