I’m squatting on the shallow section of beach with this damn cute little kitten.  It’s quite a bit after sunset but golden flames of sky still exist between thunderstorms on the horizon.  The kitten keeps jumping up and rubbing his ear on my hand.  It makes typing this on the tablet hilariously difficult.  It’s amusing to watch him chase crabs, too.  When a jet ski rides by, he forgets the crab he’s almost standing on and watches it slowly as it passes us.  He might have better eyes than me.  After the jet ski is gone I can barely hear the ripples coming to shore 20 feet in front of me.  The curtain of low palms the same distance behind me is silent.  Then i realize this is all real and the beauty of the present moment almost burns a hole right through me.