we are all a little technologically challenged.
i’m between surprised and frustrated with how some of the topics being discussed here are stuff that i have learned about some years back. have we reached a plateau in knowledge?
the terms and language change but it’s all the same banana.
the automatic flush in the toilets here still scare me.
i am afraid that by the time i’ve adjusted to the time difference i’m already bound for home. so i have to adjust again.
why is it that my hungover self has a time delay?
writing will always, ALWAYS, be my refuge.
for some reason, the song “let me be the one” is stuck in my head right now. i’m not even in a relationship, why the heck am i repeating a song about breaking up?!
i have tons of christmas wishes that i’m afraid santa will cross me off as ‘naughty’, just so i won’t get any gift. not that i believe in him. i’m actually scared of those lifesized santas that move in the malls. hate them.
the moon, the beach and a margarita. a nice cap to the evening.