Combo

I drank my Vietnamese tea, served by my Vietnamese friend. It tasted a bit bitter in my tongue but it was soothing. We have chips as a companion but I was not into something spicy. His room, up in the 9th floor, for sure has a very nice view. Beautiful. We stood next to each other, by the window and look out side. It was dark, and this city is not that lively, so there is nothing much to see. He dreamt about escaping to the capital and I just smiled. I’m not into big city, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than being here. Well, the white sandy beach is preferably but I’ve dreamt to be here for so long, so I guess I really shouldn’t complain. I looked for the moon but he said it is on the other side of the city, so we could not see it.
Next time it will be tea and the sun. It’s a combo. A killer combination.
But then I could not think about anything. But you.

Coffee Survival

So, after 2 I closed down some tabs on my firefox. An hour ago, I had a very late evening tea with a friend from Syria. Two hours ago I tried to play some song on the piano. 6 hours ago, I was in Germany.

My windows media player is playing all the Carpenter hits and some songs from Five for Fighting. If the song is not too loud, I can hear the noise from the wind which is blowing outside. Gees, it must be crazy freezing cold out there.

I am curling under my ivory white duvet and then grabbing Doraemon by the hand. I promised my self to get some sleep after this. I prefer tea other than coffee is simply because I want to get some sleep whenever I intend to.

It is exactly what happened back in Banda Aceh. In the small city, the key of survival is how you manage to get through the weekend without the killer boredom feeling. One good thing is, Banda Aceh has this strong thick black coffee that magically puts me to sleep easily.