On Fijitime in Paradise…
Bill: We should get up
Bill: I fell back asleep
Bill: Breakfast downstairs is over…we missed it.
Bill: Do you think we should go down to lunch?
20 minutes later
Moi: I need to lay down again….
Mud mountain’s aftermath: it’s permeated my soul. With mud. I’m definitely part of the earth. Literally.
When I dream, crickets punctuate my dreamscapes. They surround me like the rainforest I walked, dripping clicks and clacks into my every step.
Upon awakening, I discover we have crickets in our room.
Small toads hop outside.
The walls move with tiny lizards.
Fiji is alive and breathing.