Friends are starting a homestay and restaurant on the nearby relatively small island of Penida and have been storing in our courtyard stuff they've bought to ship to their new place - lots of it. Big truck outside the gate being loaded. It's dark, overcast, smells of impending rain. Trish and her sis Christine directing and helping the local guys load. I'm tired. Swimming and tennis today. I gazed at the guys tying the truck down and something about what I saw - what s it? Sometimes I see like this - dreamlike - oh yes, it's how things looked when I was a young child, maybe a toddler. No names. No ideas about it. Mysterious feeling but no questions. Just gazing.
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