I don’t know why,
I even felt not comfortable with myself.
Put too much pressures? Or negative prediction of your work?
Did you do all the things you should do, raa? Do you? Don’t you?
Are you getting better or not?
Need an alcohol or a cig?
Not so sure.
I need someone to rest myhead–i hope.
Is my favorite. To rediscover myself–
In a journey, with another vibes. To simplify meanings in my life.
To set another ways to make the dreams into a real one. To be in another side points of view in seeing what i’ve done and what i’m looking for.
Thanks, God.
“What happened in Bangkok stays in Bangkok, okay?”
That was his rhetorical question, when i tried to photo him with a laughing gas in a baloon.
“Of course.”
“No photos, please.”
And i got his hand only, holding a baloon. And it’s enough,
Remembering the fact that we merely a stranger to each other.
To my dearest Leppy. 