a story about:

Its Dec 20th at 16:39 in Amsterdam from 3rd floor of Primark in Damark st, 0 degree outside.   And from where I sit Im glad and grateful for what I saw this year, for being in every dream city of everyone. Being able to travel before anyone I know. Seeing how beauty this world could show, and prove how nice this place could be.   This should be a blast from the past, no matter what you are having now: its fine for feeling everything you are feeling right now.   Im in Amsterdam when Im missing my home deathly.  

Its 4.41 am in Lille.   Im in the bus going to Amsterdam, going with Soo Ji, Yunha, and Yoshua.   We spread because the bus is so shitty, they dont have seats for us sitting together. The smell of the bus is like a bear cage, I dont know how many days they stayed at the bus and where they started to travel with the bus. The bus is like holding people's poo. Im chatting with Yoshua now because someone on his side is also smells bad.  Its going to be my blast from the past and this would be my moment of laugh.