I just saw this photograph and it made me think….As you can see it takes almost any visual or verbal key to get ye old mind gears up and running with the screeching that’s usually present when the oil has run away and hid in the top corner where short people are incapable of reaching it.
Anyway, back to the thinking part….
Take a deep breath, close your eyes and imagine white pristine beaches, warm sun, tropical flowers, coconut oil, long tall iced drinks with pretty little umbrellas and green palm trees; fronds beckoning in the gentle, warm wind. No, don’t open you eyes you’re spoiling the illusion that I am desperately trying to create out of the words I have.
Imagine lying in that bath and looking out over an ocean of deep blues and indigo’s with white sea horses riding every wave to shore. Parakeets and song birds fluttering overhead, decked in every colour imaginable. Albatross floating serenely over the undulating, azure water. Blissful peace……
Sleep well with dreams of oceans and beaches….