576 Hours [Intro]

I walked home, got the right direction as I followed the path I used to walk on along with the breezes. On my half way, I realized I did not want to home yet. A hundred meter to go, I suddenly had my feet went far away from home.

I have been falling in love in traveling since I was a kid. I loved journey. Reaching the destination is the purpose of journey itself, but, I do not see it’s amazing. For me, the most memorable moment is the time we had spent to reach the point.

I likely had gone through once again an amazing journey in 576 hours. And the best part of it is up until now I do not see an end. I was accompanied by one who had been so nice to share some stories and smile whenever I needed him to. And at least, I knew I was not alone.

Before getting ready for some new adventures, I already knew I might have climbed up bleeding, got scratch all over places, hurt for times for then sat like an idiot realizing things that I should not have done in my very first choosing time. But, an ego has brought me to take this path. And I have been walking on splinter of glasses which had colored my feet red.

Flipping makes me suddenly realize that I have never opened up to my mother. I preferred to keep it secret and act like I did not even think about a single man. The other side, neither she nor me wanted to share each other’s love story. Either one of us hate to keep the rule. We hate to have this kind of I do not know. From that, I knew we have so much things in common. We are bipolar.

He and I have so many things in common. Surprisingly amazing, we both bipolar. And up until now, I can say that he is still dashing as usual.