Memories from long ago

Its 5am and I am awake.

Stories beginning with such statements never end well. With every passing year, I seem to have lost the ability to stay sane after a sleepless night. Its like age is catching up but I am not yet old. Or at least not by my standards.

My reasons for my sleepless night aside; I have a story to tell.

My nostalgia brought me to a particular album. Turns out that 5 years ago, almost to this day, I was on an island off the coast of East Malaysia.

That was part 2 of a 3-part expedition.

Just 5 years, but why does it seems like a lifetime ago.

I almost owned the world. And with a sunset like that, what more can I ask for?

I could set up a nice camp-fire. But only with the help of half-naked and handsome men of course.

More importantly, I could row. Do you see what I am holding in my hands? I miss having full mobility of my shoulder.