Irina Bernebring Journiette

You can’t see the stars in Bangkok but there is still enough light to guide you home. Dancing among strangers in a crowded bar, drinking whiskey and soda until the room starts to spin. Life in Bangkok is like life on a fun fair.  It’s the sensation of laughing until you can’t catch your breath. There is everything, at once, in that strange pleasant in between space. But tomorrow there’s work and so I sleep, dreaming of reality. Tomorrow I’ll drink and dance and loose myself in the art of being once again. Now. I sleep.