Woke up to darkness. I lay in bed wondering about the time and then I heard birds begin to sing. Not long after I was walking to Mertasari Beach, where I did the exercise circuit.
I stopped at Pepito market and bought a piece of apple pie. When I returned to the unit I made pasta for brunch and then napped.
I have had good book karma on this journey. In my Bangkok room I found a copy of Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States, and here in my Bali unit I found Kisses from Katie.
When I passed through Boulder City, Nevada, in the winter of 2014/2015, I lived in a hotel for three weeks. When I arrived I had no book to read, and no computer or internet access. There was a thrift shop on Main Street which had a small book collection, mostly romance novels and mysteries. I bought a book by Stephen Crane, Maggie: A Girl of the Streets, a novella, which I read slowly while laying in the hotel bed.
Lately I have been thinking about my time in Boulder City, where the hunger for stories was almost as strong as the hunger for food. I began reading Katie's story a few days ago. The book describes her love of God and how this love guided her to give up her comfortable life in the USA in order to practice a life of service in Uganda.
I am unsure if I will run tomorrow.
