Succint-infused sojourn.

u don’t regret staying at home and commitin yourself to learning diligently. there's hardly ever sth new to see. it's only poles apart when u r set under new circumstances where everything is new n u feel an urge to explore what's behind every other corner. in this case, concentrating on study becomes way more mundane. esp. when the experimented object has an itchy feet n is fond of taking adv of being abroad n experiencing an unused, untried culture from the obvious, global, multilateral perspective. the one/s/he doesn't attempt to lose any of the minutes spent indoors. The flap opens the way to more versatile outdoor's world. it's much to do with omni [-]present conversations. it's gonna be 'no more convers.' after I will be re-patriated [pirated again with those dearest], I surmise. The only reminiscences left, it’s time lapse photography left to be. Convos are inextricably connected with, not to mention, they rely on people. Lil fellas, alive themselves, providing the other/me, to speak to the point being conveyed, with the very fresh, newfangled, on -the -making lingo as it is daily updated with the creations of our unavoidably striking mindz. they weren't so needed, yet they r subject to be the most substantial as well as self-induced. Nothing far-fetched in here is to be found. May them not be hackneyed mind-boggling paragraphs, notwithstanding, they were implicitly let [to] be differently depicting what my eyes see in a digital manner. Being torn apart 'tween the inquiry whether or not stay in and develop self just by self's own by clad in black durable machinery or thanks to 'em external, spirited but mortal yet so elusive augmented auxiliaries.

Mavericks... The real cream of the crop. They do nothing, yet they're what mommy got best. Devil-may-care natured creatures. Ambitious, presumptuous, their veiled in [sth] presence of mind- flotsam n jetsam of the soc. will never get to know what's in it. R we to refrain urselves from those japes, ploys n wor[l]d plays? R we to stick with them giving everybody a no-go about what's on those wits, perhaps?