Some stillness in Thailand

My bed isnt soft and my view isnt serene. There is a dead bolt on my door and no airconditioning. Something about this busted town in this flop house is exactly what I was looking for. Today I sit inside... The room swelters at mid day, but the fan swirels fast a hard breeze. I am sprawled out on a bed that hours ago had me itching. The bed bugs must be sleeping in the day or have had their fill of my flesh. My window looks down on a busy courtyard where the receptionist, her Thai children and the new residents of the On and On hostel chatter on and on. I dont have to go out today. Things may happen out my window, on my walls, where dozens of travellers before me have left their markings, and in this old building that creeks a tale of being well used. It is the first hotel of Phuket, Thailand. Perhaps youve seen it in the movie "the beach."

I have a remarkable freedom. It is unpretentious and wants for nothing. I am not running a race, in fact time is non existent since I have been without a watch for little over a week. The days have even been forgotten. I dont have anywhere I want to be. The beaches are nice, the shops are plentiful, and the ocean has a beautiful teal shade. But, I am in Phuket town a 100k a way from beach towns, tourists, resorts, and suit sellers. There is no one I need to see and no one that need to see me. In these four dirty walls I am content to just Be... the serenity of stillness.