It’s day 3 in Bali, which means we are officially 48 hours in Bali—I don’t know why that part is important. I am chilling by the pool after a few hours of work. It’s only 18 December, but I am ready to wrap up the work year.
But at least for now, looking at the greenery beyond the infinity pool, I could feel my stress melting down.
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