From there

I have a difficulty has a writer on this moment: it’s Christmas and I am writing about the summer.

Memories that bring me back to another environment and adventure.

I miss the sand on my feet… the crashing waves and me under them.

We can explain: they are unpredictable we have to wait to know how to ride with them.

Some are big others just a small ripple.

I don’t know if I am going to do a big book however it’s going to be a new place with new characters… everything was passed on Kuta (Bali).

The main Character is Isla a girl from there… her friends two boys Khaia and Koen.

Isla loved to dip with Khaia and to sleep with Koen.

They were all friends growing up widely on the wilderness… but has a teens they shared natural naughty secrets.

For instance at the end of the party days on Kuta ( festive days ) Khaia and Koen smoked weed and Isla had to keep the secret.

Naturally she was curious about it but distracted with other subjects.

They laughed so much…

Isla usually liked to be alone, to have time and space but those two arrived always to distract her.

Till one day…

One day they were very late, weird she thought.

They were smoking again but this time both without her presence.

This is how addiction starts, by isolating yourself.

Afternoon and then they were again nearby her.

She asked:

-Why this time you left without me?

They said:

Stuff… our stuff. Don’t worry.

She wondered a bit more but normally she understood.

The summer was beautiful for them doing the same old walks, chatting and kissing on the beach.

Isla loved them both and this was their secret, very united and very unique.

Can we call love to love when is not well shared?

No.

The summer was ending and they wrote something together to remember those moments.

…

Here we are on the breakwater.

The three sharing a cigarette and jokes.

Things that mattered.

…

We and old pokes.

To the summer of 2022.

The summer on Kuta was long and very calm…she enjoyed to photograph all the surf moves and they were her sand poets with many stories to tell. Usualy they eat pizza at some dinners in her grandma’s home. After that as a teen a good film to watch. They were so as one…some time later they felt asleep in her shoulders.

*They wake up in the morning and had fun telling what they dreams were.

*Simple life… simple behaviour but unusual in other places. Two boyfriends and one girl living nearby the sea.

As I said summer was ending and there was the time to go back to school. The end of the summer and a new chapter to come. They gave a great hug to her sealed with a kiss and came back home. Already missing them Isla helped her grandma to do the breakfast. Nature and home sometimes is a safe place.

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