Random Thoughts

I can hear the sound of birds chirping outside my window and the whizzing of motos down in the street. There is a cool breeze causing tiny ripples in my curtains. The neighbor is playing musica romantica. This is where I live now, the quaint little neighborhood of Salina Chica. I have planted my feet and my bike wheels on these streets and am overlaying them with stories and feelings that make them home. The shop owner across the street greets me, now. We exchange pleasantries and smiles as I wait in front of his place for a taxi. Downtown means a warm hug from my friend J. and sinking into cozy couches at Mogagua restaurant. Slowly the skin of newness is slipping off, and I am settling in to this island's rumbo. It hasn't been an easy transition. I have slept away days just hoping that "tomorrow" would be better. But the truth is that all we have is today. Today with the birds singing. Today with the motos whizzing down the street. Today with the breeze of the tail end of a norte rippling the curtains. Today with me opening the door, yet again, to greet the salina and the promise that if I just keep my eyes and ears open, beautiful things will be laid at my feet.