Christa, many thanks. I came home yesterday, home being my friends’ house here in Sanur. I woke up this morning to pouring rain, frogs croaking and lots of birds. You’d think, ah, Paradise, so of course I went to sit under the edge of the roof to enjoy it. I lasted about ten seconds. Because…..
The spray is a walk across the patio, meaning I will get soaking wet. There’s a story here. Stay tuned. Being alive is a comedy routine. Learning to see it that way is an art form. Travel trains you to see differently. It also helps to have my computer, on which, during moments when I am stuck full of bloody goddamned needles, I watch endless reruns of Robin Williams on talk shows. I owe him my sanity. Honestly and truly.
You are going to have SO. MUCH. FUN, Christa. Part of you will wonder why in the HELL it took you so long to spread your wings.