Another day has dawned here in sunny southern Florida. My weekend alarm clock consists of demanding meows and wet dog kisses pleading for their morning grub. I woke much earlier than I wanted but remained in the warm comfort of my bed, silently protesting the start of the day. Now, sitting in front of my precious old MacBook, sipping coffee and contemplating.
I picture myself on a little porch overlooking a lake watching a family of ducks with a light breeze tickling my skin. I think of my favorite authors; Vonnegut, Keruac, HST… and wonder what one of them would see through my eyes. It reminds me I need to re-read some of my old favorites and let their wisdom enrich my soul once more. I miss being a college student. Hanging out on campus before and between classes, people watching or perusing the vendors, it was such an inspiring atmosphere, knowledge buzzing through the air like electricity. <—THAT is what I miss. I want to find that feeling again, like the world is laid out before you and all you have to do is soak it in. I must find that again somewhere.