Always a Dreamer - how BKK fed me
2017 - the year my writings stalled. It spells a busy year, and one of creative drought. Yet, I've also traveled quite a fair bit, a luxury that work has afforded me compared to my days as a thrifty student weighing the perks of allocating money to fashion or entertainment. I always chose the latter. Bangkok was my recent go-to place for abandonment and escape. It definitely wasn't a novel destination. But this time around, I wasn't on a 3d2n sales incentive trip that felt like a whirlwind, with conventions and dinners all lined up. This time around, I got to immerse myself in thinking nothing and just being in the moment. Living the moment. Feeling the moment. Bangkok fed me. Little creative waves emerged. Thoughts of writing seeped in again. Thoughts of living beyond the realm of work and daily humdrums sprouted. This holiday, I managed to survive my 5 days of leisure time without a trace of makeup. It was a calculated move to set aside my coat of fac...
