Miracles of Mirissa

Ohh how much I want to be in Mirissa right now! At that lovely guest house I used to go almost every second weekend... I cannot recall the name right now, it's been four years... I want to lie down on the wooden chaise lounges beneath those coconut trees on the beach, soaking up the sun and feeling the sweat drops running down on my neck... That was the best place to sleep. The ocean was never too loud, the beach was never too crowded and the sun was always generous.

And I want to climb on that hill again... It rested awkwardly and rebelliously in the middle of the coastline. You could see the whole beach from the top. Feeling the strong sea breeze sweeping over my face, clearing the bitter feelings off of my soul, I want to watch the horizon. I want to sit there alone, let my hair fly, my heart cry... Until I feel free again...