I crawled back into bed this morning for the second time.
I closed my eyes.
I envisioned what it was like to wake up at the guest house in Thailand again.
I began to confuse the sound of sprinklers with the rush of the canal.
The birds were out of sight…only noise.
I told myself I was there and fell asleep just that way.
[Photo taken in Bangkok at the home of Jim Thompson (a famous Thai silk designer) in 2009. It was so simple and yet insanely gorgeous. Outdoor living is my dream.]
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It constantly crosses my mind how badly I want to return there. Thailand has had a way with me that I can not fully explain. I guess I truly fell in love with that place.
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