The Book of Crispy

Slipped zones 6:31AM

I hang in the space between awake and asleep. The lag of 12 time zones. I haven't written, because you were there. Or you tried to be. Can I refresh those fuzzed images? Kuala Lumpur; heat; Zouk; Michelle; Nasi Lemak; hindu caves; monkey throw coconut at me; Melaka; Laksa; Wellington; Home; Forest; Pigs; Cicadas; Sandwiches; old crew; stag do; police; boy racers; 17 year olds; girls, girls and young girls; wedding; speeches; photos; joy; presents; long haul flight; smuggled goods; tabernacle; sleep. And now we've done full circuit.

Beautiful organic girl made a late appearance, and suddenly it's all ordainary again.