My commute this AM
My day started off in the best way possible. I took the ferry to work for the first time and I am still, all these hours later, stunned at how much of a difference it made on my mood. One of my co-workers told me about it and when I reported in today saying I had done it, she asked,
“How alive do you feel?”
Exactly.
My need for proximity to water is like an umbilical cord that is still attached. I’m happiest at the beach and except for a few years over which I’ve had no control, I’ve lived an arm’s length from a body of water my entire life.
I don’t love all water though. I love The Atlantic best of all. I love other oceans and seas next. Then I love rivers. Bathtubs fand pools are probably tied. I like a good sprinkler. But ponds and lakes…gross. No thank you.
It is with great love that I share Charles Trenet’s classic “La Mer.” Supposedly he wrote it in 10 minutes on toilet paper from the train he was riding. Oh, and the train was going alongside The Mediterranean. That’s a body of water that deserves such a song. I’m not sure if I entirely believe the story about how he wrote it, but having experienced the coarseness of French toilet paper, I don’t discount that this was possible either.
I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do the ferry every day. By the time I left work tonight, it had already stopped running. But I’m going to try to do this at least a couple of times a week. It’s beyond awesome. And I love remembering that New York is one of my top two favorite islands.
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