Life is wonderful. Judging by the weather and the taste of homegrown peaches it is just as great as it can get. A little vocation would be great though. My head always pictures Cinque Terre, and me strolling down or up the the street in Greek-looking sandals, swimming suit and a pareo, trying to figure out the way to the beach. Also I see mysef in the streets of at least Chicago, sitting on a beanch and looking at the people walking. This was and still is the most relaxing thing for me to do. Especially in the morning. Especially with a cup of coffee, notebook and a pen. Wonderful as it sounds I will not be able to do it soon, but the time will come, I am pretty sure. "Patience, my friend,"- that is what I tell myself.
I am done with my first cup of coffee this morning and I probably should start doing something already, because today appears to be lovely outside.
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