living on my own

I have adapted like a duck to water, the fit is just right
and the silence is golden.

Its like living in a Buddhist temple, where as soon as I get home and slip off my work day and clothes.
I get to keep quiet and ruminate

while I am afraid of my own company sometimes, its awesome to have my space, clearly demarcated by the landlord, that for the next year, this is Aasia-land.

I have had many many adventures, while exercising, and socialising and more recently spiritualising.
I am happy.
and while I have no pics to corrobrate, I am happy in my sort of empty space.

The possibilities are endless

Comments

Az said…
Sounds awesome. Here's to many more happy, safe years of living it up!

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