Just one of them days...

...when I want to be all alone and mope.

But at the same time reach out to someone who knows me so well.

That's what I don't have in Jakarta.


The ready 911 list when everything goes wrong and I want certain things to feel right.

I miss the Non-Judgmental Breakfast Club.


I miss my best friends - who will understand where I'm coming from. 

I need someone to tell me now that everything's gonna be alright.