Living on the Flip Side
Half a pound of steamed sweet Georgia shrimp with spicy garlic sauce on my plate, the boat which may have netted them from the sea docked 20 feet away, I posted on Facebook: Life is good.
Was it the words themselves, which expressed something I had not fully felt in over five years? Or was it the 12-ounce margarita with an orange liqueur floater? One or the other, or likely both, put me into a contemplative mood.
For all 40-plus years of my adult life so far, reflecting on my state of mind leads me to the words of Jimmy Buffett.
