In sync 11/30/11

• Called it quits at Chapin Library at 3:30 yesterday.  I was starving and spent.  The water had just been turned back on when I arrived at BlueWater.  Sync.
• Stepped on the balcony, facing east, just as Sunbella was setting for the evening.  She threw soft pink and blue up onto the clouds, and the clouds cast the colors down to the pools left on the sand by the retreating tide.  The colors only lingered a moment.  Breathtaking.  Sync.
• After treadmilling, I did crunches in the 3rd floor gym.  Lying on the floor, I caught sight of the lop-sided grinning moon over the Grand Atlantic resort next door.  If I hadn't forgotten to do my crunches yesterday morning, I never would have seen it.  Sync.
• Couldn't sleep, out on the balcony at 5:10.  The night black still hanging on, I looked up Ocean Blvd at the lights from all the resorts.  It may seem ugly to some, just one hotel after another, but I love it.  Thinking about all the lives contained in those places, the fun people are having and the memories they are making.  The lights and the life of Ocean Blvd is one of the things I love about MB.
• 6:20am  Stepped on the balcony for a smoke and said, "Wow."  Ripe blueberry sponge-painted clouds backdropped the skyline, with the tropical rainbow above.  The ocean was blueberry gelatin when it starts to thicken, rippling onto the sand.  Sync.
• In the movie, Thelma says to Louise, "I don't ever remember feeling this awake."  That's how I feel this morning.  My senses are amped.  Everything is realer than real.  I'm digging it.
• 7:07am  My nose was throbbing from the cold.  Sunbella singed the cloud tops in pink, then gold.  I'm staying out, I know she's coming.
• 7:12am  Sunbella found a hole in the clouds to seep through, kept climbing until she broke free.  My first sunrise in a few days.  I've missed you.  The day begins.