Thailand. Malaysia. And maybe Cambodia and maybe Laos. There's just no end to what can be done, but I'll have to admit right away that we won't be able to do every single thing, it just won't be possible.

Ah, the things we miss by sitting here, and the ways we change our minds about what is acceptable and what is not. It's just ridiculous, how much the climate changes and which ways the winds blow. The ladybugs sit there, and sometimes they even let you pick them up, but then they suddenly fly off without warning. It's ridiculous to think you can contain or control them, or that anything you say or do is going to help the situation or change the course of fate.

This is the best thing to do, the best thing to try. You just need to live and forget about everything else, because the living is the good part, and the good part can last for as long as you will it to. In fact, the good part is always just on the verge of beginning, and it's also so far in the past. Where nostalgia meets excitement about the future, that is the moment of now, the time where we can be thankful and hopeful at the same time.

It's a wonderful feeling, and indeed I am quite thankful.