When it’s beaten you down and you’ve forgotten why you do the things you do, when you curse the cold rain and snow with every corner you turn… there’s this breeze. And it smells like Jamaica! You’ve never been to Jamaica but you know that’s where this breeze came from! And it swoops down so fucking gently it stops you in your tracks.

Ryerson Conservation Area; Riverwoods, Il.
January 28th, 2013; 2:29pm

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