Being on a train that travels for about 8-9 hours to Bangkok feels like I'm going to Shanghai to meet Adam for the first time. The smell, the time of night, the passengers that never care what everybody is doing, the breeze that kisses my cheeks leaving a thick foundation-like dust to clean off when I arrive. Everything is coming back making me anxious.
Although I'm going to another place for a different matter, I'm still gonna meet Adam and be with him in a few days. :-)


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