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Mornings in Bali are absolutely unforgettable, and sunrises at the famous Tegalalang Rice Terraces are beyond description. Can’t wait to go back, but first, need to plan my upcoming trip to Korea 😍🇰🇷 🗻 On days like today, it’s easy for me to fall back into going through my photos from @feelslovenia, hoping one fell through the cracks. This one definitely did. The detail in the mountain tops is what really caught my eye this time around. An Self-Portrait: Tegalalang Rice Terraces, 7:23 AM, Bali
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Thank god for drones! Traveling Bali alone was one incredible experience, and trying to take a photo of myself was real difficult. Either I set up a tripod and hope it doesn’t interf On the foothills of Bali’s mountains ⛰
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I was so lucky to have had an incredible stay on the slopes of Mt. Batukaru, and I’m already missing the mountains. Anyone recommend any? Thinking Dolomites...😍 A London classic. Have had an awesome time doing tourist things in my own backyard these past couple weeks, but busy planning another trip in the next few weeks. Any ideas where I should go? 🤔 🦌 Catching up with friends in Nara…
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Last year exploring the famous deer park of Nara feels like a world away. The deer are incredibly comfortable with humans, and can even be a bit aggressive when you’re not there during high sea ☀️ Golden hour on the Bay…
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I won’t forget those couple hours on the foothills of Sausalito, staring across at San Francisco through a golden haze. It’s one of those moments during which you pinch yourself; lucky beyond belie ⛰ Down by Otemanu…
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Deep in French Polynesia, and on the main island of Vaitape, Mt. Otemanu stands head and shoulders above the landscape. A former volcano, it protects much of the island from tropical rains, and helps create this uniqu 🌊 Moments on the California coast…
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I still think about that road trip on the coast of Big Sur. Cruising down the Pacific Coast Highway, we couldn’t have asked for better conditions, or better impromptu stops than this one. Pigeon ☀️ Golden afternoons in Slovenia…
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The more time goes by, the more jealous I am of my past self, who is right now still on that sunset hike in the Slovenian Alps. I think we need time travel asap.
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#Disco 🔥 Mornings on the Balinese mountains…
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Growing up across the US and in parts of Brasil, I never imagined my life would lead me to a moment like the one in this image. An early morning — maybe 6:30a — in a country I had only Finally, I found my hat.
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Miss you Bali. Also, do me a favor guys and wish my wonderful wife an awesome birthday! She was unable to come with me to Bali, and I’m trying to convince her to go with me again this year. Help me out ! 🙏🏽🙏🏽 ☀️ Welcome to Tegalalang…
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My last day in Bali was probably the finest. At the world famous Tegalalang Rice Terraces in Ubud, I witnessed a spectacular sunrise. With my @djiglobal Mavic 2 Pro, I saw it from a vantage point I found hard t 🌊 California moments...
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A roadtrip down the PCH in California is one of those things I tell everyone I know to do once in their lives. Why? It’s got everything. This shot was right in the middle of the highway, at Pfeifer Beach in Big S 🏙 Rush hour…
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Shibuya is one of those places that doesn’t seem real. It’s an incredible demonstration of the organization of modern civilization — bright flashing lights, streams of fast-moving people, loud advertiseme ☀️ Fleeting moments in Bora Bora…
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I have to say that few places make me reminisce on sheer beauty as much as Bora Bora. There was something hard to describe about that tiny island, in a chain of tiny islands, surrounded by water for tho ❄️ Snow days in Norway…
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Even as I crave the warm weather, I definitely still crave moments like these in Lillehammer. It was an incredible trip, not least because it was the first time we’d heard the term “in-house outhouse, 🍚🌅 Mornings at Tegalalang…
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I can’t describe the experience of witnessing a sunrise at Bali’s most instagrammed location, the rice terraces of Tegalalang. Fifteen minutes from @desavisesa and roughly thirty outside the hear 👁 Face to face…
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These Balinese monkeys are not only full of energy, they’re incredibly bold. Reach for your backpack for a new lens, and you’ll see several sets of orange eyes focusing intently on you, waiting to see if you 🗻 Somewhere in the Alps…
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Sunsets like these deep in the Alps seem to be beyond comprehension. There’s a scale that appears incalculable with the naked eye. Even so high up, with miles and miles of visibility, the peaks tower over

08 - Vibing To This Beat (Baby Blue)

August 03, 2015

On a high level, now out of the cut, it doesn’t make a lot of sense.

It was like anything else, and any other relationship. At first, she loved all the quirks, all the stupid shit, all the times that I’d get higher than the moon, all the times I’d watch Bob’s Burgers or eat some shitty cheap food. Then she started digging at me for doing those things, little teasing here and there, the woman’s way of making a point that she wants you to stop doing what you’re doing. Whatever that is.

About two months in I started getting cold with her when I spoke, the same problem that’s made my mother and sister cry numerous times. My way of telling you to shut the fuck up.  

Hey, I don’t like it either. I’ve been trying to change it. Some of you, acquaintances and friends, have probably heard me say something in a way that, to be frank, cuts way too fucking deep than it needs to.

But, of course, this became a problem for her. My parents, loving seeing me want to change so that I could be better for my woman, piggy backed on this movement and co-opted it like Donald Trump would co-opt a movement to put a fence on the Mexican border that would straight vaporize anyone from the Mexican side trying to climb it. Soon, incredibly, your boy was in therapy. One, two times a week. The therapist was nice enough, trying to sort out “why I was angry.” It all came back to high school, eventually, which we knew by the second session. It was slowly working. I noticed my cold tone, at least. The next step was actually implementing a plan to repair my broken communication.

One session after I realized it was from insecurities from high school, which didn’t surprise me all that much, I was greeted with the news that she wanted out. Out of it all. She told me I’d changed, and that I wasn’t who she wanted to be with, or who she’d fallen in love with.

Yeah, I’m still an addict to her and that feeling, but how can someone be so stupid? She put me in therapy, she initiated it all, she watched me struggle with my own issues, and she gave me, what, three weeks? 

Now? Now, it’s just funny. Now I see it for what it was. I see it for what it always had been. The girl wanted me to change, but only the parts she wanted to change. Like a game of Operation! Special edition: Costa. Sometimes, though, in case you don’t know, you hit the side of the little hole, you know the thing you’re pulling the bone out of.

Yeah, we’re still doing this Operation analogy.

And when you hit the side, shit buzzes and you lose. In this, to be frank, dumb, dumb case, she and I both lost, because she was busy trying to pull out some things, move other things into places they didn’t belong, all while expecting not to hit any of the sides.

My dear, what hell of a surgeon you’d be if you could do that.

But now, there ain’t any of that. And, girl, I haven't been to that therapist in months. I change the way I want to change, not because I need to, but because there’s room for it, and it’s necessary.

And that’s just the thing: it’s all about change.  

Hell, since then, man how much have I changed? I’d probably whoop the guy you dated if I saw him on the street because I know he’d have backed down.

And, see, it doesn’t hurt me to call who I’ve been until lately a pussy. That’s the damn point: I’m at peace with where I’m going, even if I have no idea where that is.

A year from now I’ll probably look back on all this, shake my head, and feel disappointed in myself but only because I let it affect me so much. Only because it’s been so long and I’m still reluctantly vibing to this beat. I should have moved onto another one, but every time I do, things get stale and I bust out of there. 

Fuck, I’ve learnt so much.

And really, I can’t thank you enough. 

Tags: Action Bronson, Mr. Wonderful, Rap, Operation, Board Games, Relationships, Dating, Change, Love, Therapy, Anger, High school, Misfit, Donald Trump, Bob's Burgers
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