It’s almost seven, a late dinner by
any clock; but the sun is still shining, so I head to the beach; a chair slung
over my shoulder, for however long I choose to use it. Watching an old man
groping his wife like a horny teen, I laugh. Not because it’s funny, but
because it’s right, so perfectly right. We need to forget about the game, the
next lap of the race. Turn around and look back. Rest on your laurels. After
all, you worked so hard to get them. Smile like a child and laugh like a fool.
Let your mind play tricks with you. Sit back and enjoy the show, or step on the
stage and make up a role. Be a fool,; proud, mad, and thoroughly drunk on the
life you live.
Make the grass greener on your side.
