Saturday, November 24, 2012
Men of Leisure, Men of Passion on the Shores of Sabah
Nope! That’s not going to be me. I knew that morning as I grabbed my daughter’s hands and raced in and out of the waves laughing that even though I was in paradise I would leave it soon for another place. I would do it for passion, so that it would never die, never slip away. As my daughters licked the melted ice cream from their wrists while the sun went down, I dozed off. Content, that even a man of leisure must sometimes put his passions to bed for the night.