I wrote this little snippet while sitting on the night ferry, leaving Koh Tao for a quick visa run.
The night is young, stars awakening in the dimming daylight overhead. The evening air whispers promises of potential in my ears and grazes my skin with traces of what can only remind me of the ocean. So sweet are the moments between now and next which we often take for granted. Linger in the present. Stay a little while longer.Continue reading “My Floating Peace”