Monday, June 15, 2009

Random thoughts...

When sitting at a beach front Jazz Concert, on the fly, I love to watch people. Which leads to random streams of thought. Like:

Some people have a happy place and go there well. And often. Despite wearing coral earrings, a pea green shirt, aqua shorts with black leggings under neath and hot pink flip flops. Or maybe because of...

I love the smile on people's faces when they dance... even if they look goofy.

Chiseled muscles under really, really dark black skin looks like marble. Very beautiful.

The girl holding her 3 year old son and wearing white shorts needs to go up two sizes. And she needs to NOT hold her cigarette in the same hand as her son. Jerk.

Jazz musicians have so much fun. There is nothing like watching their faces while they play music they love.

Drunk people in lawn chairs are funny.

If I had someone here with me I would totally be cutting a rug, too. Even if I looked goofy.

I wonder what makes people randomly rush to dance, all at the same time. But I love it when they do.

Watching the sunset on the beach while listening to Jazz and watching these funny, weird, wonderful people was a blessing. So I better go home before it gets too late.

I have so much to be thankful for. When you have so much, you have so much to lose... so I always err on the side of caution and never stay out late at night by myself when traveling alone. I do not take any of this for granted. I have so much to share with that someone special who will enter my life one day. I am so enjoying my life until then.

I am watching the sun rise, now, from my balcony. There is a long and hot work week ahead. I can face it without fear because when push comes to shove I can always don coral earrings, a pea green shirt, aqua shorts with black leggings under neath and hot pink flip flops and go to my happy place.

Or... maybe just remember the lady who could... and smile.

1 comment:

  1. You MUST wear that outfit and send me a picture. Then maybe you'll stop making fun of ME! :-) I love you!

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