Today in the life of a nomad

What? It's already time to check out?

Gotta fuel up before wandering the streets again

To salvation?

Promise of ascension...

I can resist anything but temptation. Bak chor mee? $2. Two-hour food poisoning? Priceless.

Attacking the poison with poison. Saved from murky defilement.

Nearly forgot that it's Hungry Ghost Month.

They are gone. But the lone girl remains. Waiting.

Looking at the vast field promising hope.

And he stared at the shadow of his former self.

Buddy, don't stand outside alone at this time ler~ 'Things' are walking

The bloom, yellowed by the street lights. Time to find a place to sleep.

2 lalalas:

  1. nice piece of art for a nomad life.

  2. hehe