Dreaming with the ukulele.
It's been a good day, and I can't bear to sleep just yet. I had a good catch-up session with my ex-boss, and my dismal timetable issues seem to have resolved themselves with a stroke of magic.
I've got Israel Kamakawiwo playing an island version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow in the background, and the gentle strumming of his ukulele makes me want to walk on the beach at sunset, with gentle waves teasing my toes.
I'm reminded of when B invited me to walk with him along Palolem Beach during our first Goan sunset. The knot of my sarong kept coming loose, and the lapping waves had the flimsy material clinging to the back of my legs with saltwater glue.
Peace. I am at peace.
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