Earthbound is for Sissies

In the midst of my attempt to catch up on writing, I took a trip down the memory lane last night: listening to Gigi’s Terbang. This was the song in my head during those 22 hours flight, 14 years ago. Ah … those nights of secret cigar party at this secluded hotel in L.A. When we still didn’t know who we are. We were anything but drunk. We’re just intoxicated by the thoughts that we got the world on our feet and people worshipped the ground we walked on. Well, whaddayaknow? I wish we still approach life the way we did back then. Earthbound, after all, is for sissies.