It’s been a great day.
It started with one of those gut busting laughs that brings tears to
your eyes. I laughed well before my first cup of coffee, right through
breakfast and I am still laughing. There’s
not been an ounce of chaos today and chaos has reigned for nine hours per day
every day for the last three weeks. But
that too shall soon pass.
I probably should have bypassed that all-you-can-eat buffet
dinner but the fried chicken and banana pudding just wouldn’t let me. I ate well and I’m sure I’ll be regretting it
next week when I have to throw in an extra hour or two of exercise to work off
all the unnecessary calories.
The highlight of my day though was the afternoon excursion
through the antique market and being reunited with the violinist. I had first discovered the violinist two,
maybe three years ago and I’d fallen head over heels in love with him. Back then he belonged to someone else and could
not be had. I walked away from him
heartbroken believing that he was lost to me forever. So I was not at all prepared to find him
where I did today. To turn a corner and
have him there behind me as I stood staring at something else was my surprise of
the day. And, seeing him again today I
was in awe, as if it were our very first time. The icing on the cake was discovering that he
was available and wanting to come home with me as much as I wanted him here.
It’s been a great day and the violinist just made it picture
perfect.
