i could get cheated by local touts of my money (not that i have a lot for them to cheat from though),

i could get bombed by some extremist terrorists who happened to pass by (according to A. Putra, this place is home to many extremists),

i could get kidnapped and raped by some er, random bandits from no where,

i could get hopelessly lost in some mountain or random street,

i could die when the plane crashes and the seat beat fails,

i could choke from the volcanic dust/whatever remains,

(and these don't even include trivial or mundane things)

yes i am keenly aware all the above could happen

but still i am excited by the prospect of of things.

with nothing but the basic necessities slung on/over my shoulders, my passport, some clothes to cover my body, my bare hands, a foreign piece of sky overhead, and sand beneath my feet (aside from shoes of course).

The world is limitless,

and all for me to conquer-

(i am not even bringing sunblock- despite knowing that if i do not i will come back either half my face peeling or my face 10 shades darker than it's current)

just thinking about it makes me ultra excited already.

goodbye,

and see you when i get back,

if i get back (in one piece, that is)

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再见！

我要去流浪了！

（虽然没有很久)