Phuket Day 3
8/7/5 Sunday
11.00 am - Sometimes it feels like music is my only true love. And that love is the only drug I need... and it seems like Ray LaMontagne is the only crooner I've ever been able to listen to while writing - now that's all pretty strange to me.
Soda, Ray & smokes in the sun. Summer vacation :)
But life is strange... maybe Linda is right and I have to go out there - see, do, fuck everything (eww right? hah. yeea) - but all I can ever do is what I want to, right here and right now. How else?
My greatest challenge in life has always been stepping out of my own head. And when I do, it's always a celebration.
Last day in Phuket. Better get a tan.
Thank you for 3 days of delightful weather.
11.00 am - Sometimes it feels like music is my only true love. And that love is the only drug I need... and it seems like Ray LaMontagne is the only crooner I've ever been able to listen to while writing - now that's all pretty strange to me.
Soda, Ray & smokes in the sun. Summer vacation :)
But life is strange... maybe Linda is right and I have to go out there - see, do, fuck everything (eww right? hah. yeea) - but all I can ever do is what I want to, right here and right now. How else?
My greatest challenge in life has always been stepping out of my own head. And when I do, it's always a celebration.
Last day in Phuket. Better get a tan.
Thank you for 3 days of delightful weather.
posted by paul at 11:11 PM
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