Beach Bummin'

Dawn peaks trhough the palm tree tops as I awaken to the rooster stirring. Cock-a-doodle-doo repeats like the snooze button on an alarm clock. As I duck under the hammock to find my still damp bathing suit hanging on the line, the ocean purrs just beyond my bungalow. The air is clear, the sky is bright and the morning rays reflect the most saturated orange warming my perspective on the day.

The ocean calls me this morning. "Swadee-kaa" I repeat back to it with a Thai hello. My footsteps leave a fresh imprint on the smooth sandy beach which fades with the gentle rolls of growing tides.

As I am drawn up the sands, I take my spot perched upong the flat rocks that curve into the water like a pier. Deep shades of turquoise surround me. On the opposite side of the bay, I can see Budda Rock which sits at the edge of the bay, guaarding us through the night.

My mind is clear here. As clear as the water swinging in and out of the bay.