untitled; bangkok, thailand.

it's such a lovely day. while the sun is pumping the heat onto our skins to mold us modest, the breeze touches us with tenderness.

everyone's moving fast; it's survival, it's natural, it's love, and it's us, all of us. in the society which forwards itself without a second thought, we don't have many choices but jump onto this wagon.

don't worry though. it's the beauty. when we are on this adventure, neither we know what's dirty or not, nor is there such a distinction.

strugling we force ourselves to face only loops around and we ended up at the starting point where we are naive.

we would never, maybe should never, be free from the earth, the sky, the ocean, the people, the surrounding, and the past.

we like to hold onto impossilbes. regrets and dreams. but we are who we are, lovely ones, because of things we don't have. things we can never have.