I don't really know what to write today. I'm just tired, and taking a stroll through these wide streets that I am trying to adapt to. Travelling is fun and sweet as it rises adrenaline levels, this bringing a certain pleasure that gets us thrilled and all pumped up. It can be fun and interesting. Amazing, I must say but then, moving out on the other hand can be a whole lot of work. Just like some people, I actually love travelling, but then, the stress and the feeling of tiredness I get afterwards makes me think twice, even thrice before going on a trip. It's more stressful when you have to resume work immediately you reach your destination. Welp, I guess I will have to adapt.
I just saw a lady sitting on a bike with her head leaning on the bike, while the driver drives slowly. She's prolly feeling sleepy or something. I can't actually help it but think, so after running our mouth all through the day, bragging and even fighting, we go back home to lie down and sleep. Helpless to any attacks, we just lie like a log of wood, not knowing if we'll survive the night. It's good to be nice and kind to everyone, it's bad to let a man piss on your legs.
