I'm on a plane. Do you ever get tired of them? Maybe one day I'll retire and never get on a plan again. I think I'd like that. Everyone says my job is so freeing and that I am lucky to see all of these places and do these things, but I miss out on so much. My life has no routine. No stability, other than my job. I have no boyfriend, no house, not even a car. I live out of a suitcase always going from one place to the next, never stopping. Forgive me. I'm in a solemn mood today apparently. Hope you're enjoying Bali!
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