R.E.S.P.E.C.T.: Touring Thailand
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"the blues is my business, and business is good....." Etta James ( Let's Roll )
A month before I left for Thailand, I was crying into the phone, drinking too much wine at night, and whining to my best friend. I couldn't put a finger on the cause of my sadness : my life is good. But the questions that wake all of us up at three in the morning were waking me up way too often: "What the hell am I doing ?" "What does he/she think about that?" "Am I going to die alone?" ( That, of course, is a stupid question: we all die alone, everyone knows that. It's just hard to deal with at three in the morning. ) In times of stress, I have come to acknowledge that I hit the road. It's my way of dealing.