Fun experience the other day:

6am. The butt crack of dawn. And I’m in a cab to the airport.

And the driver is blaring some Caribbean reggae music.

Like I think he was trying to seance Bob Marley or something because thisishwas loud.

But honestly, while a lot of other people probably would have been annoyed, I frankly loved it.

This guy was just so all about it.

He was like jammin’ in his seat, dancing, singing along sometimes. It was really entertaining.

I have never seen someone with so much life, – so much joy ­­– especially not at 6am.

And ever since seeing the life that guy had in him, I have been more observant. More aware, more in tune with those moments that I’ve felt truly alive in my own life.

I was just on vacation inthe middle of nowhere up…