For sensitive writers with limited spoons
A gift for you 🎁
Dear reader,
I’m writing while sitting on a towel at My Khe beach in Da Nang, Vietnam. It’s 7 am and I’ve come down early to write, do some yoga stretches and just listen to the waves crashing onto the shore.
Thousands of tiny white crabs hide just underneath the sand and they pop up now and again and then scuttle back down a…