Miami Mornings Hit Different - Already Forgot What
Touched down yesterday, woke up to ocean breeze and that warm pink light that only exists here. Walked to a little café down the block, ordered a cortadito in my best broken Spanish, sat outside and watched the city slowly wake up. There's something about Miami that resets you - the pace, the humidity, the way everyone moves a little slower until the music starts. Here through next weekend and absolutely not in a hurry to leave :)