there is a place I go to be alone, to listen to the waves and the words, to sip coffee (kopi) in the rice paddies (sawah, buy fruit on the side of the road, and write fantasy fiction as the sun goes down in rainbow styleβ¦and here life is so simple I can feel what is true and eventually I emerge from my cocoon to share it with you. ππΌππΆβοΈπ§πΌββοΈ