Jetlag has set in. Didn’t sleep at all last week. Last night a DJ didn’t save my life, but Netflix did. Watched Four Brothers & The Beautiful Game. The latter was fantastic: The Homeless World Cup Street Soccer Championships in Rome. I cried. My emotional state is delicate at the moment. Very far away from home, and so solo.
After some yoga this morning, got shit done. Worked a while, and then grabbed a grab cab and headed to Hin Market! Only on Sundays. Mega. Tried Durian! First yuk. Then okay, but more yuk than okay.
Now for some coffee. Inside. Temperatures are high, and the air is clam.
