I managed to visit Havana before the rules changed (again). I'm glad I did. I've experienced island life before (lived in the Florida Keys) and I spent years in a soul-crushing dictatorship (Roosevelt Jr. High Class of 1988), but combining the two was a new experience. 

I am writing this on a computer.

This is normal. 

Would it surprise you at all if Marie Kondo were revealed to be a supervillain?

Sometimes in life, you realize that you're just done with something. It's over. Doesn't matter how close you were, doesn't matter what your friends say, doesn't matter what the split will cost you.