If life gives you limes, make margaritas.

We're weird roman candles burning bright at both ends. At the end of the road's where this story begins. Where the green of the gulf meets the blue of the sea. What makes it all happen is still a mystery to me. But those crazy days and those crazy ways, we never want to undo. We'll be together, now and forever.

Lights are glowing in the palm trees.

Whether it's a letter, song lyrics, part of a novel, or instructions on how to fix a kitchen sink, it's writing. You keep your craft honed, you acquire the discipline to finish things. You turn into a self-taskmaster.

later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

It's important to have as much fun as possible while we're here. It balances out the times when the minefield of life explodes.

I recommend that you try a little mental floss.