The incident is about how I want to purchase a flight ticket through Laos Airlines by phone.
After several minutes of talking to the service staff,
I know he is a fake but I carry forward with the conversation to see how he will play it out.
Curiosity maybe. Sometimes I would fancy how I can have an impeccable organized crime.
OK too much Agatha Christine and too much Blacklist.
But I won’t deny that I am a perfectionist.
So I have very high standards for myself and expectations for others in my life.
I have no problem testing my limits of how far I can go
which once in a while will land me in the situation like this
“All work and no play make Kristy a dull girl.”
“All I want is to be left alone with my phone.”
“Gosh, how badly I am in need of a vacation now.”…
And girl you will get one pretty soon.
Somehow I kind of miss feeding pigeons at Tha Pae Gate,
that exhausted horse riding and mountain climbing day with my brother,
and the feeling of roaming around some unknown foreign lands,
the feeling that anything is possible if we dare to try.
I’m carefree, heartless and not prone to any vulnerability.
I like this version of myself, seeing things clearly and holding myself together.
Then we get back to the part too much work and a moment off…
for me and my phone, please??