What a Wonderful Friday

The sun is shining, a cool breeze is wafting past my front balcony, I'm not hungover and I found a fresh razor in my suitcase and got a really good shave. (What is it with sideburns lately? They are getting HUGE and I still think they look ridiculous unless you are in a rock-a-billy band... oh well...)

The women walking on the street are all wearing clothes in shades reminiscent of the candies of olde; bubblegum pink, freezie orange, and that electric pink hue that only came from the cream sodas of our youth.

I've eaten and have not drank since Tuesday. I am well hydrated and lightly dressed. I have a spare shirt, pair of socks packed (after putting away all my laundry I found that I have not worn socks in a week or more- summer ROCKS!), and swim trunks along with my travel tooth brush and comb. I have brought a second, fully charged cell phone.

I don't know when I will be home again and I certainly don't care.