1 year in Neverland

One year ago, I asked you to watch my bag not knowing that you would watch my bag every day from that day on. I remember walking to the bathroom, looking back at you and wondering why you were the first guy from Saudi-Arabia that I saw in Bali.

“Thank you“, I said when I came back, unconscious about the fact, that, with slowly sitting down into that big, soft, grey-brown beanbag right next to you, I pushed down the record-button for my own Eat, pray, love-movie.

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