White Mugs... and memories....

There is a certain magic found in the simple things....

Today it’s a white coffee mug....

Accented with a gold rim and a pink flamingo....

Stamped from the Bahamas....

And I am transported to a humid market....

Smells foreign yet comforting...

Excitement....

And energy....

Thick accented voices reaching out to me “Hey Lady....”

Cheap trinkets and souvenirs....

Lined in rows...

Each hopeful vendor vying for my precious few dollars....

The feel of the boat rocking gently in the port...

A bucket of beer’s on the deck...

The band playing reggae....

The heat of the sun...

The smell of the oil glistening on my body....

Adventure.....

The simplicity of this moment....

The stillness of my mind....

And I am Renewed....

Refreshed....

And content.....

And all it took was one silly white mug.....