I'm living in New Orleans. We live with music in our air. Some of us have been known to exhale amazing tunes. I could have sworn someone was exhaling the other morning on my City Park bike ride...sweet, melodic, tingling in the air surrounding me and not a person in sight. I stopped. The breeze blew. Et voila...quite a distance away I discovered the source of my melodies on the wind. I decided to walk over in hopes of letting their notes hold me in their arms.
Dali came by to remind me she's waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge. She's already found Prince, Cotton, Stinky, PJ, Khaki and Hazel. Sammie cat and I are going to have quite a crowd.
As much as I could have sat on that bench all day, last classes beckoned...along with other sweet City Park morning moments.
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