Tomorrow

I see Jade.
I leave to Holland.
I'm starting to get excited again.

second to last

I am leaving soon, perhaps I should say it differently. I live a transitory life. So basically I am moving on.
Travel is my hobby and enemy.

In the midst of the party last night I let a couple of tears run down my cheeks. There was someone to wipe them off my face but it is starting to sink in. I leave, so soon.

I'm rather scared at the moment. I already miss people.
Okay enough of this depressing business.

I'm spending a night on post secret. I like reading people's secrets, but above all I like the way they choose to represent their secrets. Some are elaborately decorated. The others are just simply writing.
Frank Warren is suppose it somewhat of a genius.