Today is the last day of my trip.
Now I'm at the airport in Jakarta, looking forward to going back to Japan.
During this trip, I met my old friends and had good time with the people I love.
Sometimes, I really need to get away from my country and feel free from everything. Traveling makes me think things quite objectively.
This trip lasted only two weeks but it is surprising how much of memory is built in such a short period of time. That's one of the biggest reasons I like traveling: It gets you busy, gives you so much fun and experiences.
The past consists of memories, now I question myself how many valuable memories I have in my life.
Then, the memories of all the trips I've had in my life come back to me.
They spice up my life and give me the idea of how I've spent my life.
When I was young, I didn't have any past because I was just too young to have one. So I begun traveling, I was in a hurry to build my past and wanted to fasten the process of it.
Now when I travel, everything stops, it gives me some space and somehow can slower my life.
I'm not sure when this has started but I kind of like it.
I used to hate the last day of my trip.
It is funny to think how I feel at the moment, my heart is full and I'm ready to tackle with the life I have in my country.
There is a simple fact in life: Life just goes on.
The challenge is, how you grab the moment and make it special for yourself.
I've just begun to understand the secret of it and try my best to grab every single moment of my life.
Thank you all.
