The last time I sit in this chair. The last time I look at the hotel from the other side. From now on, it will only be ME looking on at the front desk clercs. :/
ah.
but the days are getting better.
the life is getting stronger.
and the friends are getting closer.
how come I still feel like a gypsy?
(and maybe that i even WANT to be one??)
i love you JAL
