Life has really its own ways of surprising us. It could be like coffee. It may be bitter at first but for sure we'll realize and understand its sweetness when we're nearly done sipping it. We didn't know there is much sugar lying at its bottom. The thing is, we just didn't stir it well.
As I head back home tonight, I felt cold nostalgia swept over me. Thoughts about the past three years made me smile a bit. Though for some reason I want to laugh out loud because of all those awkward moments I had, painful experiences really molded me. Looking back, I realized I learned a lot of things from other people and from the events that took place. So I won't bother wasting my time on regretting the things that happened.
Sometimes when things are already getting through my nerves, I escape. I run away. I usually take a trip. Alone. In that way, I can help myself think. And in that way, I could reminisce the good times, not the bad ones.
Reminiscing is one of my hobbies when I'm on a trip. It soothes me well and it clears my corrupt mind. After having some thoughts, I have come to the decision of having a solo trip twice every year.
I just love going to places where no one knows me. I want to learn more about their culture, the food that they eat and what they usually do for a living. Much more to that, I want to experience that kind of feeling when one witnesses a scenic view or captures the beauty of a place.
These thoughts pushed me to create this blog.
I knew very well that there are places I have not really appreciated due to the tension of the very thing I escaped from. I made a mistake of just focusing to the flaw of the situation and never realizing what good it brings even when I'm already in a trip.
Upon browsing my computer, I found some photos of the places I went to. And said to myself that every place is worth an article. I must write something about the escapade.
I won't be posting things chronologically because I know I am not good with dates. I would just be posting them randomly.
