I had the occasion to have a pause to a connecting flight and resigned myself to pay the exorbitant price for a coffee. Procuring my investment in a coffee plantation in parts unknown…. I surveyed the available seating and found it wanting to say the least,

However stuck in a corner…. Actually crammed is a more accurate description, was a table where seated was an interesting chap that when our eyes met in my surveillance motioned with his hand to come join him… thus after managing the maze of tables and chairs was accomplished and with my investment intact.

We greeted each other with a nod and I extended my hand and he responded and offered…..”Harold Strathan…..no d.” I replied, “David….two d’s.” He chuckled.
“ I am mostly American…. Currently residing in the Philippines…. and You.”
Harold answered…. “birthed in Wales 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 and by virtue of a career in tobacco a citizen of the world currently and continuously living in the “Land of Make Believe”.

He paused…. “ Do tell… no furrowed brow … no pursed lips….. rare response indeed.”

I smiled and replied , “ And I sir dwell in the “plain of possibilities”….. thereby affording me the opportunity to experience things that appear as the cosmos presents them to me.”

We both shared a deep respect for life and its myriad forms and expressions. It was and interesting conversation and worth my investment in the unknown coffee plantation.

In a nutshell Harold explained that if situations or circumstances seemed initially undesirable.. … he endeavored to convince himself otherwise….. the process afforded him the opportunity to view a more complete version of his initial interpretation and thereby discover what could have been missed. There are Prophets and Magicians placed in our path….. some to make us think and some to make us laugh.
Harold a fellow traveler 🧳 in the luxurious trip of life…

🦍

oboe the Hobo