Barricaded in my house, have stocked up with grocers for a few days….. water, rice, pasta & some fresh fruits and some meat. August is home from school, how much does he and his friends understand of this? They are 9 -10 years old.
“Nous ne sommes pas sortis de l’auberge”! as the French say, means: that this is not the end & my interpretation is of this: How are we going to live with this from now on?
My picture doesn’t say much, it’s just me seeing this smoke from my window, from far far away… but I have friends & I know people how’s straight in the middle of this and they suffer. I suffer for the Thais and wonder from where will they pick up now and go back to their every day life?
I’m a part of this City! I love this City & I hate this City, I can’t leave this City, people say I can, but I can not!
It’s my home now….. where will I go after this?