As Im walking down the beach I come across this lonely sneaker washed up on the shor/Its taken a journey because its encrusted with shell life and I ponder its journey and what its seen and where its been.Did it leave one shore because it didnt like it only to be washed ashore somewhere new and interesting!!!
There was an electrical storm last night and this morning the sneaker is gone-a lifeless soul afloat out there somewhere!!
People have an inability to relax into sheer pleasure.We are an entertaining seeking people.We spend billions of dollars to keep ourselves amused with everything from porn to theme parks to wars,but that not exactly the same thing as quiet enjoyment.We all work too hard then we get burned out and have to spend the whole weekend in our pajamas,eating cereal out of a box and staring at the TV in a mild coma which is the opposite of working,yes,but not exactly the same thing as pleasure.People dont know how to do nothing!! This is the cause of the overstressed executive who goes on vacation,but who cannot relax.
And with that Im going for a beer because its 12 o'clock and Im thirsty!!! Oh about Eloise she was Finnish and a very interesting person and thats where I shall leave it
Its sunday-one day drifts into another and I have tended to lose all concept of what day or time it is-thats not such a bad thing-dont you agree???No deadlines to meet and nothing to rush to get done is by far and away a wonderful thing.I rose at 11am this morning for no other reason than I wanted to-just lying in bed-well its actually like sleeping on a slab of marble-now I know what it must feel like to be dead and laid out-and listening to the ocean in the distance.Its a beautiful day -the wind is blowing from the east and the sky is full of puffy white clouds.Theres no noise except for the sound of the waves and the occasional boing of some fruit dropping from the trees and hitting the sand.Its true what they say never sleep under a coconut tree-it falls at 60 feet per sesecond per sec and you will join those in heaven/hell if it hits.Life is gentle on this island as I look out at the other islands in the distance-small gems dropped in an azure blue ocean-everything is quiet and unhurried.There is no place on earth which is totally quiet it doesnt exist but this comes a pretty close second.The wind is blowing vigorously from the east as the flags flutter and keeping it just cool enough to sit in the sun and just appreciate the view-letting the sand just pour down betweeen my toes.Its too early for a beer and Im avidly reading and getting into this book-I know beer will send me into sleep mode and then I'll be like all the other Brits and others who ignore the use of suntan oil and be like a fried red lobster-grilling nicely in the sun whilst snoring away the afternoon-not a pretty site and Ive seen a few of them here recently