When your kiss becomes a distant memory.
Spinning: Power 98 mambo jumbo
Feeling: Cranky, melancholic, nostalgic
Nestled in my comfort zone, the pleasure of knowing I'm good enough lingers. The jungle outside awaits and I am procrastinating, for I am afraid. Afraid of pitting myself against the best.
Choices make life so darn difficult.
Someone tell me why I am so bent on going to Bali.
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