Once in a lifetime, you'll have that kind of longing to do what people might think as an insanity but you still want to do it anyway. And then you might find yourself drowned in the middle of the insanity but somehow it just feels good to do. You might ignore the world and stay right at place where you think you belong to. Or maybe you'll fell down hard on the wrong place which you thought was a good one. You know, its all about experience which you had before you die. Bad and good.
If there's one thing i always keep on tight to, its my perception about coming back home. Its just like, no matter how far you're wandering and going to, in the end home will always be the final destination, the end road.
And here i am, wrote my thought down. Miles away from my home, my family. Covering myself with my dad's big shirt i always wore to remind me of him and how comfy his hug used to be. And face the reality, which is getting harder day by day. But again, as someone said "Enjoy your worries. You might never have them again" :")
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