As expected, dad rang me up at 7.30am.

So great. I had my lonely morning walk.

All the way from my home to the fishing village.

But halfway i decided to turn back, cuz the route's way too dangerous for me alone.

They had those Bangalesh workers around all working to build huge mansions on the hill.

And the rest of the day, i was fuckin tired.

I dream and i sleep. I sleep and i dream.

Wtf la. Go away dream stalker.

P.s

Happy Birthday Paperbear.

Meen loves you.