When your very eyeballs hurt in their sockets from seeing too much concrete, people and cars vs. the sparkling, magical water. When your ears want to close up and stop hearing because you can't hear the surf. When your feet reject shoes. When you dream about Papi and his grilled lobster. When your very mouth starts watering at the thought of the Conch Fritters at Rasta Pasta on CC. When you wear your bathing suit under your work clothes. When your nose wants to run away from the smells of smog, pollution and fumes of the city life. Geez---why did i leave???? C