Neverwhere Drifter



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Lost in a blade of concrete grass.






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The Drunken Nomad

Hi, and no, I’m not literally drunk. My friends call me Winnie but my family calls me Aisha. I am 1/4 Indonesian, 1/4 Burmese, 1/6 Chinese, 1/6 Aryan and 1/6 Arabic which probably makes me abstract. I live in Jakarta but Neverwhere is a place in my mind I would totally call home. I love to read, write, and daydream. I’m highly imaginative yet I’m non-nonsensical. I wish I was born a gypsy. I wish I’m in a place were I don’t need to give a damn about technology and global issues but given the reality, I might as well just go with the flow. I’m (still) trying to be a better person and I wanna be involved in bettering the world into a better place even if my participation’s only 0000000000,01%. Yeah, I know I could be totally talkative. If you’re still reading, congratulations: You’re very patient. Have a good day :)

Anyways, while you’re here I hope you enjoy your visit :)