Today I drank coconut milk in the fading sun after biking around for the afternoon with Zo. We swam in a volcanic lake and laughed so much the guide thought we were crazy (or drugged). Walking down the road today I felt like I was 7 again, the air feeling like an old friend on my face. Walter, an acquaintance in the internet cafe keeps calling me his amor and pinching my stomach which is making it kind of hard to concentrate, but here goes... Las Tunas in the morning, 5 45, quiet and fresh with the first lights turning on. The time that everyone rolls out of bed and starts doing something... sweeping, cooking, shuffling, dressing. It´s the first time I´ve been up at this hour, hitting the alarm snooze button like I would before
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