Impulsive trips are the best, I guess? Here I am, all alone in the Bay of Fires and I just got here. Actually a relative of mine invited me to her wedding in Australia and she booked me a flight last Friday and the rest is history. I left Tan with my neighbor, Antie Celia. She’s a reliable old lady, and I’m at rest assured my baby is safe. Today is my last day in here, and earlier I was at the hotel with them. My cousin teased me that she could guess I’ll be leaving the place empty handed. Lol, I couldn’t understand them. Why do they care about my relationship status anyway? Rolling my eyes upward, anyone in the town never caught my attention. Is this the time I’ll utter, sorry I’m an anti-romantic? They’re some chic wanna talk to me and offer me a drink even a man. I couldn’t stand them so, I have myself appreciating nature. God blessed my eyes with these pleasing views. Such great biting beauty.
I asked some stranger to take a photo of me. Glad he agreed, these pictures would be great together with my collections. And also, I won’t waste my time taking the best view to treasure a lifetime.
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Vinci's Memoir
Fiction généraleTravel along with a pen and camera made him blissful with a touch of music that always had been his best companion. Getting a medical degree prompted him to continue to live for good. Without these elements, he's just a mere human with no dream, an...
