Letting it sink in

This morning the wind was milder and I decided to have my fabulous French toast and bacon at the 'local' after my run. I joined a table that had two youngsters talking about gaming so I tried my best not to eavesdrop and put on my music in my headphones. I'd forgotten how much music can build me up. My legs immediately started to bounce and I realised that I might be shaking the table so I moved to the cement bench where I could boogie with a lot of restraint.

I was smiling like a Cheshire cat as my mood lifted higher and higher. Looking out towards Mauritius and beyond, I realised that I still have a bit of disbelief at how and where I am living. I wanted to throw open my arms and let it all in. But of course, I metaphorically did that because well, I was on my own and the police van was driving by.

I wanted to go and dance on the sand, but there were kids playing and again, the police van...

I acknowledged that part of me that still has that disbelief and just let her shake her head.

Yes, it is indeed possible.

I'm living it.

P.S. I'm blaming Arno Carstens' song 'Out of the blue'