here i am, sitting in a swanky lobby of a prominent hotel in bangkok – feeling refreshed and relaxed after an unbelievably good sleep in my cool room (19 degC) on a king-size bed with amazing pillows – sipping my cappuccino and nibbling on a delicate pistachio cake, and typing this entry.
when i think about him now, i feel neutral, indifferent, and… free.
and that feels good.
it’s about time anyway.
to start a new chapter of my life.