The First I Heard Of The Beach

Normally, Small Talk Is Enough For Me To Form An Opinion Of Someone. I Make Quick Judgments, Often Completely Wrong, And Then Stick By Them Rigidly.

I Carry A Lot Of Scars. I Like The Way That Sounds. I Carry A Lot Of Scars.

I Knew My Affection For The Philippines Was Equally As Telling: A Democracy On Paper, Apparently Well Ordered, Regularly Subverted By Irrational Chaos. A Place Where I'd Felt Instantly At Home.

I Don't Like Dealing With Money Transactions In Poor Countries. I Get Confused Between The Feeling That I Shouldn't Haggle With Poverty And Getting Ripped Off

Well, If There's An Infinite Amount Of Chances For Something To Happen, Then Eventually It Will Happen - No Matter How Small The Likelihood.