‘People always leave..

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Four days away from my city seems too short. Harden feelings were neglected at the wee hours of the Bangkok city. Cash transactions and pouring heat, Bangkok seems a perfect place to escape. I was dumbfound, so is the city. The language and culture I yet to comprehend, I prefer my hidden sanctuary. The four days away in the haunted city, filled with pink cabs, cheap fabrics, dolly schoolgirls and iced coffee.

Conflicts and beers, I had both. You learned best when you have no help, ignorance and stubbornness – I fought with myself. Cheap bargains and unbeatable price, I lost my war. Four days in Bangkok, I lost my will to fight. I gave in and paid a heavy price. Broken, I am.

Departed, I have. I will be back and continue my war.

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Times like these, I want to come home.

Current song playing : Dreaming Wide Awake by Lizz Wright
Oh, how I´d love,
I´d love to be sleeping, eyes wide open
Dreaming wide awake

I discovered Lizz Wright few months ago in Bangkok. In 4 hours time, I’m flying off to Bangkok. An escape I need for now. I will continue my pretty infatuation with shy boy.

Image credit : The Caffeinated Traveller

Whisking away.
Staring at the stars. Whispering. Breeze. Hot Tea.