Translation for 140 languages by ALS
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowline.
Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sail.
Explore. Dream. Discover
---Mark Twain


New Year's baptismal (2010)

I was not so sentimental as to run in the ocean on January first. Oddly, the thought never crossed my mind. It would be two days before I went down to the beach. 

The first was on January first but I only wanted to be on the beach; I closed the book (Wicked), shut my eyes, and was out for a spell owing to the mimosas I had for breakfast. Embarrassed for having fallen asleep, I got up and left and was too sleepy to flirt back with the two girls who were giggling and taking my I slept? Rather intrusive of them, no?

Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (Harper Fiction)

Yesterday I went back and, again, nodded off (I finished off the breakfast brew batch which only amounted to two mimosas; champagne and sparking wine trigger somnolence in me...and what a somnolence!). The Sun was intense. I was sweating under the neck and felt a touch of delirium so I strode straight into the waves and cooled off, never minding the initial coldness of the water. And as I smiled and tread water, snapped out of my sluggishness, I thought to myself, Why has it taken me three days to get here? Then a wonderful refrain gushed forth: I looooove my life.

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