Trip

The whole reason behind the trip was so that I could escape the dull routine of my life in Canada and for the most part it worked. I was extremely happy to be in Hong Kong and was even more excited to go to Korea. I feel like an escaped convict who is deliriously enjoying his freedom. It’s not quite deserved, but I’m having the time of my life anyway so fuck it. But as I keep running further away from my life, I can’t help but look back and see it chasing me and catching up. Trip’s at an end. Freedom is about to disappear. And I’m starting to feel absolutely miserable about it.