dreams become reality

Sitting on the ledge of the patio I feel alive inside.
Here I am, for years now I've been talking, thinking, dreaming
of a place to learn Spanish, a place to surf, it's here now
I can touch it, hear it
Looking out into the horizon I see 20 maybe 30 surfers riding
I walk down the wrong path with my friends dog and I here a man sternly say
"A donde vas con tu perro" jolted out of my thoughts and not a tune to hearing Spanish
in that split second all I make out is "your dog"
my response
"no se no es mi perro" (I don't know it's not my dog)
I keep walking, playing through in my head what he said
oh I realize, now too far down the path to respond differently,
he said "Where are you going with your dog".

And so it begins...la buena vida.

Unsteady, unsure, slow awakening,

Peace,

Jana

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