I love this gal’s stuff.
Fun experience the other day:
6am. The butt crack of dawn. And I’m in a cab to the airport.
And the driver is blaring some Caribbean reggae music.
Like I think he was trying to seance Bob Marley or something because thisishwas loud.
But honestly, while a lot of other people probably would have been annoyed, I frankly loved it.
This guy was just so all about it.
He was like jammin’ in his seat, dancing, singing along sometimes. It was really entertaining.
I have never seen someone with so much life, – so much joy – especially not at 6am.
And ever since seeing the life that guy had in him, I have been more observant. More aware, more in tune with those moments that I’ve felt truly alive in my own life.
I was just on vacation inthe middle of nowhere up…
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