happening

happening

Moments plucked from the raw materials of life

tumbling thunder

Temples in the distance engaged in what seems to be a chant battle. Lightening spider veining across the dark indigo sky, illuminating what were moments ago, ghosts of clouds. Thunder cracking, rumbling, and

furniture shopping in a foreign land

Who knew preparing to move into an unfurnished villa when you own nothing was so much work? Instead of packing up our house, we’re having to buy all the things we need

this island of the gods

It was the middle of an early September night when I arrived, the entirety of my belongings in one bag. The air was thick with moisture, a welcome change after six weeks in

is this our new home?

We tried a new cafe today, possessing the perfect blend of local and Bule. M was nibbling Nasi Goreng with her front teeth, I was inhaling a croissant stuffed with bacon, eggs, and

motivations turned to smoke

Part of what’s kept me in my hermit hole for so long is that my motivations have changed. I’m no longer moved as I once was, primarily by scarcity, urgency, approval,