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I stopped for breakfast this morning. Alone by the sea. On a whim. It was wonderful and seems to have set the tone for my whole day. I sometimes think we allow spontaneity into our lives too rarely – just doing something because we feel like it right now. Unplanned and unforced. Whenever I do this, I’m usually glad I did. This morning was one of those times.
I left my girlfriend’s place in Lighthouse Point at about 9 a.m. and really needed to get home. I had a lot of work ahead of me. I “should” have taken I-95, which would have planted me in my desk chair within 25 minutes. Instead, I thought, “Hmmm, maybe I’ll drive home on Federal Highway with my convertible top down.” I had a great Sirius satellite radio station playing on my stereo, probably loud enough to annoy other drivers at stoplights. When I got to a street that goes to the beach, I thought, “It’s such a gorgeous day! Hmmm, maybe I’ll drive down A1A.” So I cut over to that seaside road, but with every intention of making my way straight home. As I drove along, though, my plans evolved. It seemed too beautiful outside to just tuck myself indoors all day. And anyway, I was hungry. And one of my favorite breakfast places was only a couple of miles farther south on A1A. Hmmm, maybe I would just stop and eat. Why not?
So I did. I found an oceanside table, looking out over a sparkling mid-morning Atlantic. The shallow water closer to shore was jade green, with the strong breeze whipping up breakers that tumbled onto the sand. Farther out, the deep water was darker, a soft gray with a glossy sunlight sheen. Sometimes, the sheen faded as wads of thick white clouds covered the sun for a few moments, then drifted away to brighten the sea again. I ordered eggs, home fries and bacon with coffee. Watching the joggers and roller bladers and dog walkers, I felt some unusual sense of freedom because of this small change of plans. My life seemed less orderly, less routine, less pre-packaged. And more fun. Yes, I had a lot of work to do. But I was going to enjoy this lovely South Florida day. I’m back home now, sitting here at my computer, and I’m still not sure exactly how I’ll do all this enjoying later on. Hmmm, maybe I’ll just wait and it figure out as the day goes along.
I left my girlfriend’s place in Lighthouse Point at about 9 a.m. and really needed to get home. I had a lot of work ahead of me. I “should” have taken I-95, which would have planted me in my desk chair within 25 minutes. Instead, I thought, “Hmmm, maybe I’ll drive home on Federal Highway with my convertible top down.” I had a great Sirius satellite radio station playing on my stereo, probably loud enough to annoy other drivers at stoplights. When I got to a street that goes to the beach, I thought, “It’s such a gorgeous day! Hmmm, maybe I’ll drive down A1A.” So I cut over to that seaside road, but with every intention of making my way straight home. As I drove along, though, my plans evolved. It seemed too beautiful outside to just tuck myself indoors all day. And anyway, I was hungry. And one of my favorite breakfast places was only a couple of miles farther south on A1A. Hmmm, maybe I would just stop and eat. Why not?
So I did. I found an oceanside table, looking out over a sparkling mid-morning Atlantic. The shallow water closer to shore was jade green, with the strong breeze whipping up breakers that tumbled onto the sand. Farther out, the deep water was darker, a soft gray with a glossy sunlight sheen. Sometimes, the sheen faded as wads of thick white clouds covered the sun for a few moments, then drifted away to brighten the sea again. I ordered eggs, home fries and bacon with coffee. Watching the joggers and roller bladers and dog walkers, I felt some unusual sense of freedom because of this small change of plans. My life seemed less orderly, less routine, less pre-packaged. And more fun. Yes, I had a lot of work to do. But I was going to enjoy this lovely South Florida day. I’m back home now, sitting here at my computer, and I’m still not sure exactly how I’ll do all this enjoying later on. Hmmm, maybe I’ll just wait and it figure out as the day goes along.
posted by LauderBLOGGER at 5:09 PM
eating breakfast outside, at one of the many cafes, is one of my favorite things to do here in . glad you could enjoy the ocean breeze and some spontaneity.
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