Friday.

Will I ever return to Hong Kong? I don’t know. It’s funny how I never expected to end up in Bangkok, yet it feels more like home. I had this whole plan a year ago. Nothing went according to that plan. Yet somehow, I have ended up here and everything is okay again.

Maybe.

I did not go out last night. Mostly because I was daydrinking at the pot shop instead. I was talking to the bartender from Myanmar about her life. If you ever need a reality check, try to talking to someone from that country. Life could always be so much worse.

What am I doing with my life? I have absolutely no idea. All I can tell you is that it is particularly smoggy here today. Not a fan!

I feel like I should be doing something more productive with my time aside from meditating, but I’m not. Spending lots of time on the yoga mat, staring into space, connecting to the universal oneness.

Nothing interesting to report on today. Just going to do some more yoga now…