Face the ocean, he said. Words lost in the wind. The Pacific bubbled and roared Like champagne. The horizon sauntered off, Seduced by the golden glow slipping Out of reach.
I think life should be a musical. I tend to break out in song and dance throughout the day. I am not deterred by the fact that nobody else seems to have rehearsed their lines or choreography. I'm an optimist. I still look forward to the day when the entire street will stop what they are doing and join me in the grand production we all play part in our daily lives.
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