Saturday, 3 August 2013
lost in vocabularies
They are the most nice people in the world. i would like to stay with them even that was the time i should go to sleep.
i kept silence in most of the time, i had no vocabularies to join them. However i like my silent, the observation rendered my existence and spacing out at the same time. Nobody understood i could not eat and drink cool stuff, and there were only cold drinks and beers in the bar. i covered myself with the blue blanket.
Everybody got drunk and untouchable in the mid-night.
Labels:
drawings 繪畫,
travel journal 遊記
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