Are you too flying too high? Let me take the wind from your sails.
Friday, August 15, 2008
The healing process
I've been really good about trying not to pick my scabs, but it's impossible. I need to cut my fingernails. Maybe that will help. But I cannot control everything. Like when I got my shorts caught on my scab prematurely lifting a significant portion of it away from my skin. Oww!
hi there, thanks for checking me out. i'd check you out too, if you were hot. so where do i begin? i'm a dude. in vietnam i'm a nguoi nuoc ngoai. in thailand i'm a farang, in indonesia i'm a bule and in malaysia i'm a orang putih. i was born and raised in northern california. spent most of my life there until i moved to portland, oregon in 2003 for a spell and then jumped ship for se asia in late 2007 to indulge in sticky rice and sunshine. you need it after living in the pacific northwest. thailand and i had a short love affair and i soon found myself falling for vietnam – at least all the pretty girls, the endless array of vegetarian fare, driving a motorbike, the overall energy – and became an english teacher. did that for nearly four years and nearly went insane. now i'm free again wandering aimlessly around se asia. on the lam. whatever.
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