THE MAGNIFICENT ISLANDS

THE MAGNIFICENT ISLANDS

Yanked right out of my easy chair into a boat and I was sailing to Anywhere But Here. The turquoise fluidity slapped against the boat. I did not understand any of this but I was glad to be Anywhere But There. For there in my easy chair my thoughts were restless. Each new thought brought me to a discontented place.

So I have charted this voyage to the Magnificent Islands. The warm sea air blows loose my hair and I don’t care. My cheeks are on fire, looking healthier than they’ve looked in ages. I smile at the other passengers. Each has a tropical drink before them so I order too.

We land on Cotton Candy Beach where the sands are pink and blue. My bare feet laugh as my toes touch the sea water. And I laugh out loud as dolphins suddenly appear, talking to us in their squeaky voices and doing tricks.

Suddenly, the sand becomes sticky and i find myself slipping as quicksand pulls me under. Frantic bubbles hit the surface of the waves. A dolphin swims to the rescue but before he can pull me to safety, I slip out of my chair onto the floor landing Back Where I Began, but a little less tired. Curious, I look at the blue and pink sand clinging to my feet and my thoughts are swimming toward contented places. I giggle like a schoolgirl and call up my travel agent.

6/4/2017

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