Rendezvous
21 May 06 : 05.55 PM
Last night, I got out of the Ministry of Sound for a while. The smoke and the sweat, it can get a little overwhelming.
I sat by the side of the road, when this handsome Israeli guy came to talk to me. I like talking to him; he's been places. He was travelling, and was just stopping by Asia for a while before going to Europe. I asked him, "Why're you travelling?" and he asked me in return, "Why shouldn't I be?", which seems really like the most sensible thing in the world.
I wanted to ask something silly like, how does it feel to be one of God's chosen people, but decided not to because I really couldn't form that long sentences with my throat in such a bad shape, or defend myself if he didn't know I was kidding.
When Felicia came and wanted to go back into the club, I said to him, I hope you have fun.
And he replied, I already am.