I love to travel and sometimes I enjoy the journey more than the destination. It is when I feel trapped between what has been and what is to come. The only time when I can be by myself, just thinking and not having to confront my worries or fears yet. The only time when you can be alone with your thoughts, and sort of prepare to face the worst. The only moment when you can just be quiet and relax, harbouring all your energy so you can face your greatest fears. The only time when you cannot help but stop crying coz you are afraid that others might see you cry.

It is also the time when anticipation kills you and you cannot wait to be with the one you love. Caught somewhere in between missing him and seeing him again. In the midst of being away from him and being cradled in his arms.

This life is like that. Sometimes, we just can’t wait for tomorrow and there are times when we just wish that the sun won’t shine on us. Then again, in the end, all of us just have one destination and I hope everybody gets home.

Some of us run as fast as they can to get there as soon as possible. But what good will that be? Wouldn’t the journey be much better if you sometimes stop and smell the roses? Or just shake hands with a stranger? Share a smile with someone you met along the way? Wouldn’t it make the journey even better so that at the end of your journey, you can tell yourself that even if you didn’t get that far, every step of it was all worthwhile.

Categories : My Thoughts, Inspirations, My Journey