All the people in the streets know.

Booking out time
seem to get less and less.

Relative?
absolute?

Who knows anymore?

Binge, tv, online, gaming.

All speeds up.

Bang. bang.

No time, no time.

Wishing I could be with you; To share the view

Darkness everywhere. Our silhouette could barely be seen. It was the splash of the ocean, then came the breeze. Oh, the breeze. One could never forget the smooth feeling of tension melting away in the wind. The view of a million overhanging stars lighting up your face, that dim glow emanating from that angelic look you always hold. You smiled. Now there is something else I can never forget. A glass of vodka in each our hands. We were there, lying, alone in the whole world. Laughing about everything and nothing all at once. Another splash,another breeze, the rhythm of the world in sync with each other. The wind, the ocean, all of it, us. Darkness everywhere. But the warmth of the sun will soon come. We will have to leave, leave all this behind. Carry on with our lives. But don't worry, my dear. The sand, it will hold this moment forever, beneath the layers of sandcastles and seaweeds. It will hold on to this moment, until we come back, and uncover it all. Au revoir, my love. Au revoir.

We are halfway there

Living on a Prayer.

Field camp was hell.

Living in mud, rotten leaves.
Sleeping underground.
Worms, ants, anything and everything.

I am just glad
that it is all over.

I did not finish my shell scrape.
sue me.

Food tasted so bad, I just gave up on eating.
Had biscuits all the way.
Hyperventilated twice due to lack of food.
almost fainted.

ahh wells.
the life in the jungles.