Floating on the surface. becoming one with nature, let it flow, let it wash away, let if fade.. There was shiny sand on the edge, white and creamy. The water feels like so warm indeed.
There were two Russian playing with water a whole day along sea side. An Italian old man who really curious that too much thinking of.. and two Sumatra's. We were spend our day just playing around, tried to catch something, ran around, fooled around.
Feels like no other creature around. I take my gap, feels like just me on this planet. Sun looks like bite me a bit, touch me like an ant. Sometimes saw something from another point, different places, different angle of this place, and the intuition of nomads lead this soul somewhere.
July 11, 2013