I am out of touch with my writing and creativity given the situation that lead me to look at life in forms of practicality and logically almost everyday. As I look out the window in the car, the trees changes from the ones that was green to the brown dirt coloured ones and through the falling leaves of the passing. It got me wondered why is it that leaf or leaves sounds so close to the word "leave" was it because it was always leaving the tree when the time has come? It seems to show that as the time pass anybody or people will leave you or you leave them behind. My thoughts wanders far back when I graduated from high school and here I am with a scroll in my hand and going through a whole new journey. It's like nothing really left me and at the end of the day, everybody goes back to their root while there are certain who found a better place to find life.
There has always been something about driving or riding a car as a passenger that calms me down. Note that I only enjoy long drives when I am driving the car and short drives when I am not driving the car. The journey to a destination changes depending on the path you choose, sometimes there are others who take the wheels and while at times it is only you control the wheels. I found new friends and I lost some while there were others who are better off drifted away rather than present in life. As i turn back the pages of my life, I began to realise that courses of life in growing up changes things. If only I could take pictures of my room, my school, my friends and the changes will make me realise that things aren't always as we wish it would turn out to be.
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