I have recently picked up one of my old hobby. Going away. going away from from whatever frown stuff. I tends to ran away whenever I felt anger, I walk away whenever I feel tired and disappointed. Going away from people that do not recognize my soul and thoughts. Although I like going away; even though I love to make it as an escape excuses. But God know, this walking away is not an easy thing because it involves so much but is all worth it at the end of the day. I went away, I saw things, I learned things and I laugh again even though I'm still suffering from my non-ordinary life. Going away does matter to me. My vocabulary has written down a new word, Realization. I walk, I grow, I think, I know.
What matter the most? Lately I been having a same thought. I don't see myself could live for 80 years but let's say. One day when I'm 70 years old chilling with my grand child, they ask me, '' Nanny Nanny, what have you done in your life that make you proud the most? Have you done anything that make you regret? " ...... I want my answer would be, I have such a great life, no regret yet meaningful. Life is short. Study hard, play hard; work hard, enjoy hard. Listen to your heart, do exactly what it tell you too, then life a wonderful life.