February 8, 2016
Today is my birthday so I want to celebrate. I'm certainly not going to succumb to some dumb alcohol chug fest at some sleazy college bar or on some nearby cruise ship. Neither am I interested to getting involved with some local hooker. Yea, those so-called celebratory acts never did interest me. At this stage of my life, they all reek of ignorance, immaturity, addictive self-destructive behavior and hedonistic attitudes. I am going to have dinner ashore with an old friend. But before that I am going to appreciate where I am now.
After waking to a glorious Wednesday morning here in Nassau, I motored ashore to complete few errands, sat for an hour at a local cafe wifi where I wrote and posted this account of a raverage mundane day. Then later tonight, Clint and I will eat a shore-cooked meal at the Poop Deck restaurant.
I'm imagining tasting the Poop Deck special right now. Soaked and salted sweet potato fries, a scoop of chilled coleslaw on a leaf of iceberg lettuce accompanying a fish burger on white bread. I know as I have eaten there before; the culinary array and health benefits of their offerings are highly questionable. Certainly flavor and taste were not on the menu. As I recall my last meal there a few years ago could easily have been my last. This morning Clint wished me a happy birthday and offered to buy me a drink, and I'll probably pick up the tab for our savory meal. I could be surprised; after all, birthdays often attract a few unexpected gifts. Seriously, I have been bestowed many gifts today. The main one is life; followed closely by health and well being. And I have learned a great deal about the occasionally overlooked PRESENT.
I celebrate every day as if it were a re-birth day. I live on my fully-paid boat and commune with nature almost everyday. I can not imagine much else much sweeter. Well, maybe a few as sweet as. But I digress! Today is just another opportunity to enjoy my presents...my waking moments...my uniqueness...my energy...my abilities...my presence power!
As I grow younger, I worry less and hold onto less, while think and feel more. I seem to notice more and witness more miracles than ever before. Yes, i think about what the future may hold, but my attention is to my present - me!
I'm becoming aware of myself like never before. Is this what happens as I age? Of course, I wish certain things would happen, but marrying Flow last year, has altered my view points and perspective. No, I haven't gone rogue or totally off the grid. And no, I have not sold my soul to any Devil like I almost did. Actually, I rediscovered myself through some friends. Best darn gift I ever received - some much needed life lessons that cleared the air, set my sights on what matters so I feel like I'm pointed in much better direction.
After taking a "proverbial bath" and "being taken to the cleaners", I've refreshed my outlook on humanity. All these challenges have helped me rub and scrub, ah, cleanse my soul. No one would mistaken me for a newborn babe, but then again no one can see what has happened to me. Maybe I need a shave soon!
And Clint did pay for the dinner tab while I paid the tip.