I live in paradise.
It’s not just the view…
view from the “window” of my office
Or the land…
it surely helps, yes
………..the people
dancing on the raft
the critters
diamond eyes
dave and oscar
recycling and composting units
and the food -> most certainly !!!!!
fresh fish fry up
pollo frito y plantian
tradition seafood and lobster Rondon soup at Bridget’s..wow!
no better way to start your day then food made with LOVE
But truly, it’s the disconnect.
lil cast away
I recently realized I have been detached from the world around me.
Thinking to myself…
“ is this all real? What does it look like from another eyes.”
and “…why….does it really matter?”
kitty’s mewwwwwwzings…meow
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there is a stunning beauty and a calmness, that comes from standing in an empty baseball field on a tropical jungle island
the path into “town” an earthy heavily worn passage yet still only single file width surrounded on all sides by dense lush jungle. A tropical wonderland of flora, fauna and detritus
… chip bags, plastic bottles, candy and cookie wrappers of all sorts and over ripened mangos that are scattered everywhere making the air smell sweet enough to eat.
mid trek snaking
Yes paradise ….es muy sucio, and multifaceted
“You are so lucky!” is what I hear
definition of luck = success or failure apparently brought by chance rather than through one’s own actions
No, I am not lucky…
I just dared to make the leap from the “box” so many of us get stuck in
LIVE YOUR LIFE …meow
miss=^..^=b
Hell-0-misskitty 
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