Doing this post on a bus from Phnom Penh to Sihanouk ville. This sudden emotional drain that appears from nowhere. Its not the feeling of homesick. Its the feeling of just wanting to find a corner and cry it out. No reasons. Just cry.

Its just amazing how each trip makes me understand myself better; or how I've changed in between trips. No idea what came over me but I decided to let someone join me for this trip. Pros and cons I guess. But it let me to realise how aloof I choose to be. No longer taking interest in other people's life or what's happening around. Just want to be left alone and do my stuff, experience the quietness and being left to !y own thoughts.