Bali days with my short hair.

Bali days with my short hair.
There is seriously something very wrong about yearning for what you used to have that may take years to get them back.
This pictures were taken in Ubud. Was trying to have the food (forgot the name already- it was like local pork dish) that was sold out literally at every street vendor, had okay-ish meal, got ripped off from indian lady selling magosteen, and finally had my first flatwhite. It was just so- good and thank god so was the mangosteen. Wouldnt be able to do anything even if they werent good cause the lady looked like a thug, no joke, she speak one word then the whole gang would have killed us by motobike helmet, that scary.
Life wouldve been mucho easier if you could fast forward- or backward with a click then I can have my both long and short hair whenever
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