Dear Jamaica, I don’t quite know how to start this without crying and sounding like every other person who’s fallen for you the way I have. Thank you for the peace I didn’t know I was missing. Somewhere between your mountains and your water; the noise in my head went quiet not because I forced it to, but because you made space for it to settle on its own. I think peace is something I forgot how to receive. Jamaica, you reminded me. LTKootd LTKselfcare LTKTravel