"I really have to leave. I'm sorry. It's late and my friend’s waiting for me back at the hotel."
"Really? But it's your second to the last night in Bali," Chris tried to convince me. "Besides, we just met."
"I know but I have to leave. Goodnight. It was nice meeting you." As much as I wanted to stay, I couldn't. I was in the middle of a crowd I barely even know. It just so happened that my friend didn't like partying so I had to stay late on my own.
Tomorrow is another day though—my last day in this beautiful paradise. Can we stretch minutes into hours? I really wish we could.
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Published on November 26, 2015 23:00