Friday, September 9, 2011

Sometimes a Man needs Cool Change


Living in Arizona for the past six years has brought something to my attention that had completely escaped my mind. For the longest time I was wondering what I was missing since my arrival in this beautiful Grand Canyon state. Spending many times alone driving the long and barren desert highways, I often thought of my favorite place to visit, the harbor places of San Diego. Dreaming of sailing the ocean and bright clear ocean waters, I thought of those peaceful delightful feelings you get when staring at the billions of bright stars in the desert or on a boat with the full moon reflecting off the deep blue waters. My mind, often drifting into places to give me inspiration and motivation to dream about the good things in life is aging and longing for a cool change.

Racing through time and taking many different roads to multiple destinations has worn out this aging traveling man. He knows it’s time for a cool change. Thanking God for all the blessings provided to me along the ways of a life that is no doubt pre-arranged with a particular destiny in mind, I know my heart longs for a cool change. Waking up in the arid desert region of the phoenix east valley area, the temperatures hover into the high 80’s during the middle of the night. Even the monsoon rains have abandoned the valley of the sun the past several months as the dust storms fill the air with brownish or rusty colored blinding whoever is in the way of the mighty dust storm. The hot scorching southwest sun, baking the black asphalt jungle to surface temperatures of 115 or more for weeks at a time, gives me relief from the hotness with no shaded terrain available leaving me thirsting for a cool change.

So as I sit here quietly in my east valley dwelling, watching the sun rise over the Superstition Mountains I decided that it was time to pack it up, move along down the concrete interstate highways and start looking for a cool change. The morning heat, shimmering off the asphalts that never cool down below barefoot walking temperature is begging me along to find a cooler and calmer place to settle down. I have met a lot of friendly people and I have been to many pleasant places but I have always been attracted by the signs of the sea and being out on the long exposed piers or boats alone. It appears this is where your heart knows its full contentment and happiness as your breathe the fresh ocean air and watches the sea gulls fly above telling you have found your place for a cool change.

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