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.
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