there is something people dont know about me. i hated traveling alone. it was not because i cannot take care of myself. it was because i wasn't ready to do the things i wanted to do alone, and more so on the responsibility of remembering them when i am back from the holidays. aftermaths are very important to me, because these are the ones you remember after you stopped remembering the actual events. i was scared because i might do the things that would trigger my awakening. you know, the real purpose of my existence. i am not so scared anymore; a little perhaps, but nothing more. i am getting frustrated though, because there is so much i want to put in my travelling bag and i cannot just make them all fit. there is something
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