Today was the ultimate beach day. The weather was 80 degrees, low humidity, warm sun, perfect breeze. The tide was coming in when my husband and I plopped our chairs on the shore. We set up camp and settled in with music and drinks to wait for the tide to reach our toes.
I sat back in my chair, closed my eyes, and waited for the thoughts to come. No thoughts. Only the crashing of the waves on the shore. Maybe I should have a drink and stare out at water. Still no thoughts. Maybe I should read. I didn’t feel like reading. Maybe Facebook or Words With Friends? Nah. Sleep! That’s the answer. Got out of my chair, got comfy on the towel, and dozed to the sound of the waves edging closer.
When I woke up, I felt sure I’d be plenty inspired. All I was was hungry. Pretzels, another drink, settled back into the chair and proceeded to think about having nothing to think about. Friends from up the beach came and asked us to come join them under their umbrella. We sat with wine and had a lovely visit catching up on our winters.
The friends packed up and went in and I sat down to write. Still no thoughts. At first I was frustrated, then I laughed and realized this is a rare moment for me – a whole day went by and I had absolutely nothing to say about anything today. I should appreciate this.
And so, as another day goes by, I look at the sun setting on the marsh as we walk home, the only thought that comes to mind is “thank you” and….I have written.
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