sometimes people wish for an extra hand... here's an visual for today's state of mind: I'm on a raft(khmer style of course), holding two fishbowls, one filled with my mind's thoughts and the other with my heart's thoughts, heading towards some rapids and can see the river dividing. I can only carry one fishbowl further. I need to figure out what I can take with me... surely i could transfer between the bowls? time will tell.
My return flight to Bangkok left on Tuesday night, I wasn't on it. That ticket has been my safety net, my guaranteed return 'home' to Cambodia for the last 342 days and now it's gone. There's a big wide world out there and I'm less scared of it than I am of staying in my hometown. Time to confront my fears?
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