New Year has finally come. This is the year of the Golden Cock so it’d be great if, in the face of numerous adventures, things are fine with my cock.
I’m going to take my first trip of the year, to the place where a girl who once had a crush on me described as “land of golden curvy roofs, where you went to pursue an once vivid dream, only to go back with pieces of romance and unfinished melodies”. I had planned to go back to Burma, to start it all over again with the impression that it had never happened.
And as sentiments are all over the place, with fear of potential health risks and karma already arriving in turn, with guilt for leaving the family yet again on such special occasion, the thought of seeing friend(s) again is the one that is steering the way.