the diary of someone who never understood the world — even though he understood it well enough
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The Diary Awaiting Oblivion (ENG)the diary of someone who never understood the world — even though he understood it well enough
i just came up from the pool,
now sitting in front of the dryer waiting for my swimsuit to dry before moving on to the archery field
life in chiang mai may not be as modern as bangkok, but the slower rhythm lets me remember each moment a little more clearly
speaking of which, traveling in this city is not easy either, with only the red songthaew trucks running along certain points, and the rest left to chance
for me it’s not a problem, since i never really learned how to call a ride anyway
thinking about this takes me back to my first attempts with the bus and the bts
the bus — i waited a long time, the schedule said it should come, but it never did. when i walked to another stop nearby, the bus arrived just then it pulled into the second lane, i waited for it to shift left into the bay but instead the driver thought i wasn’t boarding and drove offafter that i never had the chance to try the bus againthe
bts — i tried twice. the first time it took me almost half an hour just to understand what to do. the second time i went to another station, but everything was arranged differently i got so confused that i gave up and just called a ride through the app
thinking back now, it’s a little funny to myself
and just as i write this, the dryer beeps that it’s done
whenever i start writing, time always runs faster... and now it seems it’s time to go