Albufeira, Portugal
I could not have choreographed the play better. It had all the exquisite ingredients. The script was written and the actors casted in a whimsy. The dance had moves I did not predict, the steps designed for a cinderella were kind tight but worn down gracefully. And then it began…
The waves were talking back to me motionless, metamorphosing into one dimensional figure, walking like a beast towards me as if challenging me to take the next step.
Happiness, like love, is not a feeling but a choice. It is a state of being. Both, happiness and love come from the same place… having gratitude for what we do have and not forsake it for what we don’t. Life does not always walk a straight narrow path but it can surely be full of joy.
ludlum drive 
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