Endings are always bittersweet. I’m at Bangkok airport waiting for my flight home. I’m not really looking forward to going home just yet. Oddly the things I am looking forward are little things: going on a run, wearing something I haven’t worn about 10 times in the last month, a bath, laundry, and cooking for myself. I’m so sick of eating out.

Tags: laos, travel

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