Heavy eyelids, heavier heart. Never has break of dawn been so...nothing. Few items left to go in the bag. I hope I haven't forgotten anything important. But then I really dont care. What is it about journeys that really bums me out? Give me my bed and blanket any day, everyday.
Maybe its all for the good. I've seen saying that so much even I dont believe it anymore. Lets just see. 27 years of mere existence. When does it all end?
London.. too bad it dint work out. I still love you for some strange reason.
Dubai... Give me that break. I am dying...
To terminals in faraway land..yet again..Adios
