"each day is a journey, and the journey home"

Leaving is always a return for me. Each time i take myself out of my comfort zone, out of what i know and what is to be, i become a little bit more aware of being each time. Sometimes we take so much for granted; like the bus showing up on time, water, electricity and food at our disposal, and the really really little things in life. It's hardly the case for a lot of others who share air with us.

You can't help it but also realise the way people care for each other when you travel, and you can't help it but analyse your own. Perhaps that's the way some people are. But perhaps they are also the way they are as you also let them be. The tiny revelations that come each time you go are endless.

I'll keep leaving until i come back to myself one fine day...