Sayulita Day 6

I am a light drinker, a 'cheap date.'
Despite my red hair - I got no speck of Irish bone in me.
When I have a drink or two, I lose my words quickly and my brain regresses to pretty much being non-existent. 
So it is a pleasant surprise when my words jumble up into a life lesson of sorts. And that's what happened today...: I don't recall the exact context, and I won't bore you with the pointless details of it, but I meant to say something along the lines of -  'It's night and day.' Or - 'it's life or death.' Or...it's 'light or dark.'
But what came out was:

It's LIGHT AND DAY.

Who knows what my drunken self meant at that moment. But what I see now looking back at it - is that we like to live in binary terms: in a mindset of 'this or that', 'black and white', 'night and day', 'life or death...'
This year I have been learning about the vast ocean in between the two ends. That's where life mostly is, anyways. And how refreshing it is to break away from that binary mindset, even for a mere moment, in a silly drunken moment that seem to have forgotten any notion of 'night' or 'dark' altogether. 

The night will arrive, and yes, it will be dark. but for now, I'll enjoy the day. I'll enjoy the LIGHT. Cheers!