Random thoughts amongst the morning glory fields

Morning glory…

The joy of staying out until the end of the night, watching the transition from night to day.
Sunset to sunrise, sat around a bonfire containing a whole separate universe within its flames.
On the beach around the city’s sewage rivers, on the outskirts of the city’s engulfing bubble and KTV floodlights.
It provides the perfect setting for this dystopian tale.
Dystopian youth.
Not really knowing where we’ve come from or where we’re going, but we know where we belong.

Phnom Penh.
Cambodia.
The kingdom of wonder…
Providing us with these background morning glory fields to fill the outskirts of these formulating and developing memories.

The unpredictable flames, the untuned guitar and packed conversations… The silenced busy city and the predictable crickets’ song…
This is what fills me, this is what completes me. This is what heals me, once and for all.

All.
And everything.
We live and die by the flames.

The flames, the stars, between life, being life.
Amongst the morning glory fields.



Written by Sofia Tartaglia on the 14th of January 2018

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