Time Has Arrived

There are days where you feel that life deserves not another nanoliter of energy. And if you manage to drag your ass through those chalky shit days, you eventually encounter the days of opposite composition. A day when traffic ebbs and flows perfectly, when breezes pick up at just the right moment, when the temperature is sublime, invigorating you with anticipation of change. Meals are tasty, reasonably priced. Flowers are blooming. And women are all sexy. . ...Today was one of those days.
The cool breeze was refreshing. The tiny Mexican man appreciated my business, the sun glinting off the water soothed, the wet grass pleased, and doors continued opening with blazing alacrity. Trust. Trust. Open vistas. Unknown manna at work.
Get down rhythm is in motion. Throw it away. Step on it. Sniff it. Suck it. Nurture it. Blow on it and make a wish.
Time has arrived. Put it in your back pocket and bark at the moon.