Waving coconut trees, cane juice and sun..
There is something about the trees waving against that kind of warm blue at the end of the day.. something about the coconut tree which dances in the wind at sunset. Wellness is a journey . There is a desperate temptation to succumb to the desire to lie down and try to sleep.. but there is nothing more futile than trying to close your eyes and sleep when you are not sleepy even though you are fatigued. The cane juice man is an excuse to go out in the sun and a cold cane juice from a lotha washed in a bucket of water with other lothas is a kind of reminder of a connection to the Universe which is not often seen. I succumb to the sugar temptation.. the danger of having disposable income is that cane juice is followed by cold dark and dark and crunchy ice cream on the stick. Saying no is not one of the options now for coping. This time around though as the mind whirls with dreams of things to do, and memories of things which have not been done and things which have not worked ou...