Tomorrow may be a Better Day for Posting

Today I can’t.
I Just can’t.
Maybe there’s no sweet coffee and donut as usual.
Maybe I miss this city a bit too much.
Maybe I miss him a bit too much.
Maybe it’s too much and too much is never good.
All I want now is to be back, and switch off my brain.

Puti Karina Puar. 22. Geologist in the making. Learning to write and vice versa. 

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