Climbed and went click, click, click, click camera at The Great Wall of China today. I didn’t know the steps were so steep and was somewhat amused when I found myself climbing with my hands. Like a ladder, made of bricks. Throw in the strong cold winds and my already frozen fingers, I had myself pretty scared for a while. Oh, but what a view. So I took a break half way on those steps and wrote Leena and Tracey a postcard, hoping to God I’d find a post office when I get back into the city. Spent close to about an hour at the top, just sitting there, reading a book, snapping pictures, thinking about my wonderful color peoples, and of you, you, and you. All this while listening to The xx. Bliss.
It’s not easy finding like-minded people nowadays.
Shut your
trap.
Sociopaths; adds color to our lives.
Always with the drama.
True story.
Engkau menari
untuk besok
untuk lusa
untuk beribu kelmarin yang luka
-Mansor Ahmad Saman, Julai 1975
(via papertissue)
Thank You For The Music.
The hero or the
villain; innocent all the
same.