Perfect

Quiet now. Listen.
It's the ocean. It's wild today. Unstoppable out there.
The breeze is cool and the sun is shining.
23 degrees, no humidity whatsoever and the sky is clear.

I spoke to a black guy just now. A most thoughtful young man.
Amongst other things, the discussion about blacks and whites and race came up.

In the end he raised his eyebrows at me and said "I do not want to be below you".
And without thinking, I replied "and I do not want to be above you".
Pause.
Simultaneously we asked out loud: "Why can't we just be the same?"
Raising smiles.

The deepblue color of the ocean kind of hurts you with its beauty.
The waves have gone completely crazy now.
Breathtaking.

Sometimes this world is just so....
Perfect.