The days has settled in my mind, it means I am becoming more grounded and the novelty of being here has shifted into a quiet beautiful presence, where I am noticing the small things. The peacocks now has their little play pen and it’s enclosed with wire, one of them used to follow me around in curious and almost menacing way that made me very uncomfortable. The white pigeons by the pool are as cheerful and picturesque as ever amongst the crawling green plants along the grey walls and thatched roofs.
The sky is dotted with fluffy vanilla coloured clouds like cotton candy. And the lizards are a plenty, they seemed really used to people too. I supposed this is their house way before it temporarily becomes mine. I don’t mind them as long as they don’t come too close to me, and do their nervous thing. Frogs are everywhere, some really big and they look like rocks until they start to hop away. I dislike rocks that makes sudden movements especially at night when all I have is a dim torch between my hut and the restaurant.
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