the trip was never really concluded. it was a stay up all night affair. pack, tape, tie, dump.
almost didn't finish packing whatever i wanted.
almost didn't manage to carry everything down.
almost didn't get a cab.
almost didn't ship back those boxes.
almost didn't get on the right train.
almost didn't make it to the check-in counter on time.
almost didn't have money to pay excess.
almost didn't have any more strength to hand carry food.
almost didn't clear customs again.
almost couldn't find the darn gate.
almost couldn't hand carry everything through the gate and up the bus.
almost became a (non)bisexual-lesbian whose girlfriend worked in hk.
almost melted after arrival doors opened.
almost crashed after not driving for five months.
almost could not stop bathing due to self-imposed heat wave.
almost.
i almost forgot what i almost missed out on.
his name was "almost" too. the bluemanmarathon runner.
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