where is my goggles

by walterdoege

and yesterday I just walked along the sea shore…feets at water…however I forget my goggles!…for protection of sunny light…some steps I done building a hand little shadow upon my eyes…soon I noticed in one of my two pocket shirt my spyglass and my eyeglasses…I am not so old, but I need eyeglasses to read…at the beach I like also to read…newspapers, some magazines, the paisage, the ocean surfing, and books…and, so, I came to the near café… I was reading some notes of a sketch I’ve written to myself: something like ‘how to enjoy summertime’, some self help notebook that I’ve written for myslef for stay closer to time of summer…some excerpts…’summer is good season’…’you can learn to surf’…’you can walk more’…’choose the best hours for walking’…’don’t complain so much’…’in every season I can touch so good things’…’if people and children are playing joyously…it’s simple…remember when you were a child and how much you like the summer and the beach lounge’…and some other remarks to myslef…i take these notes for read them, but i found all eyeglasses, with exception of my colorful goggles…in fact I have two eyeglasses for reading…at home I have other…suddenly I noticed I let the goggles in the surf office…it was there…people care for it…once more an invitation to another class…I declined and tell them that i like sea surfing contemplation…that I am more meditative and that walking is being my main body fitness…the surfborads were big and the surfers care them in a gently way…after this little enterprise i noticed my memory is good…my walking is good fitness…and then i pick up my spyglasses remembering the night musical show I scheduled to attend…that show is a mix of musical genres…it’s summertime, it’s carnaval here where i live…and my eyes and vision are protected of sunny light, my heart is open to joy, and near my house…a lovely moon sets at a point when sky and ocean kiss each other