Life has been good. Crazy good. Besides these past two weeks, there's been a steady influx of money, which has been awesome. I got to see The Wailers (as in, Bob Marley's band..!) that was pretty awesome. I've started meeting a bunch of fun people. I've been finding live music, which is awesome. I've been going out on Janettes Pier to watch the sun go down to just watch the waves sometimes in the day, sometimes at night. Either way it's been awesome.
I've watched surfing competitions, kiteboarding competitions... someone using a water fueled jetpack.
I am at peace.
I have found my happy place. It still makes me happy when it's overcast.
The only thing it's missing so far is mental/spiritual stimulation. I have yet to meet anyone I connect with on that plane. I'm sure though, this will come in time.
There is so much to tell, yet the words are not coming to me. It's one of those instances where it's hard to know where to start.
I read an awesome book called "Turning Pro" by Steven Pressfield. If that doesn't inspire you to write and keep writing and be all you can be, I don't know what will. The awesome thing about it, is it isn't necessarily about writing, just life.
Be well.
