Was it me that I was looking at through that window? Was that small woman in a leotard, smiling and doing yoga, and oh so small, me? Is it to do with anorexia, do you think? I asked my companion. Yes, he said. Was it me? A silly dream. A nothing in comparison to the horrors that they are experiencing in Jamaica. So much destruction. Poor loves. I hope the rest of world sends aid. Now.
