it will find you / sting you


Hi, it’s me again. Morbid.

I’ve secretly been KIND of obsessed with the idea of going to Indonesia since finishing the ‘Love’ part of Eat Pray Love. Bali, bike riding, hanging out with old medecine men, friendly monkeys, a pretty impressive exchange rate – I mean, she does paint quite the pretty picture. But then, I read  that today, suicide bombers attacked two luxury hotels in Jakarta – only further proving my irrational fear (or knowledge of truth that) we are never safe  / must make peace with maker / tell everyone you love them / all the time.

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