In Miami

Here in Miami, I feel a strong sense of home. Just like Van Gogh, I’m conditioned to a frenetic search for love and homeliness.

The people here smile at me, dance with me. The sun shines on me and blankets me with warmth. The birds here glide in circles above, then they sing to me. Joining the birds are the rustling trees, the whistling wind and the babbling water. It’s an unmatched choir.

When I sit by the bay, a family of wild Manatees greets me. The dogs have love in their eyes. The lizards and cats patiently, beautifully pose for me. They let me capture them with all my senses.

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