Liverpool, England. 

Mood: Listless. 

Back after a long travel in SE Asia.

Western civilisation.  Sat next to a couple in their very early days of courting. The tables are too close to not overhear anything. The girl is unbearable for no particular fault of hers. After much smiling, nervous conversation, not so discreet hand holding, the girl convinced the guy to have their selfie together. 


Everything feels vacuous and without meaning. 

As Baudelaire had once so eloquently put….’it’s boring, boring, boring’.

I just want to leave something behind. That is all. 


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