There was a man of double deed,
Who sowed his garden full of seed;
And when the seed began to grow,
It was like a garden full of snow;
And when the snow began to fall,
It was like a bird upon a wall;
And when the bird away did fly,
It was like an eagle in the sky;
And when the sky began to roar,
It was like a lion at the door;
And when the door began to crack,
It was like a stick across your back;
And when your back begins to smart,
It's like a knife stabbed in your heart;
And when your heart begins to bleed,
You're dead, you're dead, you're dead indeed!

It was SO good to get away for a while; to make a choice to be unreachable and not care about the world I left behind. Bali was a blast and I hope to go back again someday to climb Gunung Batur and catch the sunrise.