Really looking forward to going along for the ride with you.

I’ve always joked with my family that palm trees only ever seem to come with one of two companions: a customary frangipani or a monster modern glass house. We are not, after all, Mauritius — no matter how many paradise dreams suburbia tries to conjure.

There’s so much story in the ordinary, and I love how you’re tracing those quiet, planted clues. Keep going.