Where I really am...in Paradise.

It’s dark and dreary at the moment. Outdoors. But I like it. Such a nice contrast to bright sunshine. I’ll go for a walk soon. In late morning. Seems like dusk. I could be fooled. But that’s what I like. Imagining. Early evening before it arrives. Walking in  heavy, moist-laden  clouds. I’m in Sardinia. Along the usually sunny Mediterranean Sea. But I could just as easily be on the bleak and beautiful moors. In Scotland. I need only pretend.  But I always know where I really am...in Paradise. –Jim Broede