live work love life overseas

i've got this secret desire, to be able to work on overseas projects for short stint like a few months at a go. to embrace the culture, to live my life to the fullest. to see the world and people i never knew. no, it does not need to be paris or japan, just somewhere different. 

i will jog in the morning, have my breakfast by the river, work through lunch, snack on chips overlooking the city, join my friends for a hearty dinner and end it with a beer at a local pub with live bands, and on alternate nights, i will run my bass for a local band. i will catch up with my beloved over phone/msn/webcam, pen my thoughts, play the guitar, say a prayer and head for bed. Over the weekend i will do sports and community activities in the morning, laze around on a beach somewhere, go around taking random shots, and finally complete the day with some arty farty parties / functions on sat nights. 

how nice, how far. 

how bob? 

just a little green, a little jaded

it's 1.50am and i can't bring myself to sleep. 

i can't bear the thought of laying down.. and watching the day pass me by. maybe.. just maybe, there is something that i could have done during these few mins before i doze off. But i don't know what. I can't decide.. i'm tired. maybe it's the flu. maybe coz i'm just expecting myself to fly when i'm just.. crawling. 

i guess i shdnt have joined today's gathering. all the bankers and finance freaks. it made me look.. different. 

i know. i just need to rant. i'm being emo here. but hey, emo drives me to certain creativity too. when oppressed, my conscious mind takes a back seat and the sub conscious takes over.. subjecting me to the consequences of the resulting course of actions. sometimes shitty, sometimes shittier. 

i shall not lay waste before the com any further..

goodnite.