SHEETS OF EMPTY CANVAS

I've fallen into a routine, and to be honest, it's nice to have some consistency since the past three weeks have been so chaotic. Eating a late breakfast at East Railay beach, walking the path past cats and monkeys and under the fallen tree to West Railay beach to lay under the sun, reading book after book, watching the crabs scuttle across the sand, witnessing sunset after sunset. I'll spend four nights here, my longest span of time in one place on this trip. The last place before I head back home to Vancouver.