By this time, I had spent some time with Matt, Gill and Eddie. But you can't expect things to be the same. Another atmosphere, another people surrounded us and I had to make an effort to fit in as nothing of what was going on had anything to do with me.
I think I failed to fit in, but I don't take it as a personal failure nor are my friends to be blamed, it just wasn't my place to be at. For more I wanted to see them again, I had made a mistake that would persecute me later on. I did not follow my own flow, I did not stick to my own rule. And so when I got to Arambol I did regain some kind of balance. Though I was there to see Matt and Dean, overall, I felt too uncomfortable in Chapora to stay any longer.
As a human being, a specimen specialized in falling into the same mistakes once and again, I did it again for the same reason. Friendship can be a powerful weapon that turns upon yourself.
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