In two days time my brother will board a cruise ship, and I’m stuck here minding my problem of strategizing an exit from boredom and quarter life crisis. It’s not like he’s going out there exploring deserts, oases and meeting girls in A1’s Everytime music video, not to get me wrong, I’m happy for him, absolutely happy, but I think the closest that I’ll ever get to a camel is by wearing this mud boots (which I like to pretend as Camel brand but actually were made in China).
My desperation heightened upon seeing this rainbow which if I were lucky would lead me to a pot of gold, a leprechaun castle or best of all, a stinking container of leaking gasoline. Reality really had a habit of slapping me with its corporeal body. The gasoline was minute and visually tolerable though. Safety First!