Mike's Thoughts
Mike's Thoughts
Michael Perry
Welcome to Mikes Thoughts. Mostly day to day ramblings on life in Cambodia or other places in Asia and beyond. I write on coffee, thoughts, ideas, whatever I decide. Hope you enjoy the stay.
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It’s fun listening to people show and tell their reason for doing the work. What I don’t see as often is telling those same people that they should find their way. What way is it that works. How to reach the golden mean if it keeps...
We are steadily moving to our months long rainy season. The days cool off a bit and mornings particularly are beautiful now. Sometimes the sun only briefly makes a show and lingering clouds will welcome evening showers. I think there are...
Saturday always comes in slowly for me. Maybe our neighborhood takes an additional breath and the kids are not out so early. Most Khmer work 6 or 7 days a week so it’s not that. Feels like a moment of more quiet and less of the usual...
Today out walking as an escape from the ordinary to a little side street, I found something else seeking that same escape. escaping from within Lately I have been wanting to write more on the blog about the day things. It feels like a...
Some time ago I met the coffee shop day manager here when I came. She has wonderful English skills from her time working in Oman. Now we just chat about life here, how much we both enjoy Siem Reap, what the day to day brings. I also just...
Been thinking a bit about this friend in Vietnam lately. He has lived there about 8 years now. He’s married to a wonderful Vietnamese woman that used to worry about me during the pandemic. Did I have food? Water? Was I safe? She would...
I guess in a week and change we will be going to the big city. Phnom Penh is some hours away and I want to visit Aeon Mall there for both walking shoes and their wonderful food court. It’s to walk as well. Phnom Penh I’ll take you all...
It feels like every day the words compound and become insistent. They want to be written and there’s little I can really do to hold them up. Like now finishing coffee this tiny little voice becomes more strident. It’s like I can hear it....
I guess it’s a good time to write. House is quiet. The day started at an earlier time than I like. That’s been the same lately. I’ve done some really nice walks. Have felt this quiet sense of the doing. Not achieving or measuring. The...
There’s something about the daily thing with coffee. Here in Cambodia there is no hurry. No one comes along and looks impatiently at me taking one of the comfy chairs. My coffee dawdles along much like my thoughts. I had written on my...
About once a week I beer. Then I head out with my wife telling me to enjoy. Drink only one beer. Joking of course. And I sit where I sit at this restaurant I’ve come to for years. Life stops a moment and I can catch up or get off the...
Sitting with coffee this morning it came to me that these days stretch on into my desire to find my interlude. My moment between. When I walk here I start down this street where we live and Khmer people wave and say good morning or...
Testing publishing from Obsidian to pika.
Today seemed rather slow. Walking felt like it took some effort. The sun always feels good. Reaching my morning coffee meant a time to just watch. Listen to the slow purr of jazz music and some nice acoustic stuff. The owner plays...
There’s this time in the house before the neighborhood becomes that. Before voices rise in a myriad of talks, yells, kids playing. I guess truth be told I don’t mind the kids. Khmer kids are completely different than their adult...