Life Is A Brief Candle (?)

Knowing since little that I would never become younger as years pass by, neither am I another case of Benjamin Button, I always feel that it is a waste to just let myself rot by age without doing anything memorable. I was born a free-spirit, or maybe I raised myself as one, so if one who grows up being a conservative person is allowed to conform to the norm, I don't see why I should do the same all the time. I am inclined to do things out of the blue, but most of the time, my days are as monotonous as ever. So occasionally, when I act by impulse, those are the times when I need to feed my needs, being the person that I am.

One of the biggest things that I've always dreamed of doing is travelling solo. *but you're a girl* *it's really dangerous, you know* *what if anything happens?* What if. What if. Do you realise that all those what ifs are a clumped fragment of your imagination, that becomes the sole reason why people are always too afraid to move forward? Yes, yes, I am reasonable and realistic enough to understand that the world is not a safe place to live in, more so a place to go hanging around by yourself. But do you think it's fair that not only that the thugs out there are taking away your feeling of safety, but also snatching off your opportunity to really see the world? Number one rule: Be safe. That's the guideline.

I can imagine myself taking a bus to the airport, board a plane to an island, arrive at night, go to a cheap chalet by the beach but being told that they're fully booked (there must be some drama), ask for directions for any nearby chalet, got a place in a cheap-but-looks-safe chalet, in the morning rent a bike for a day and explore the island and have light-hearted conversations with the islanders (without exposing so much of myself), watch sunset in the evening, and at the end of the day, telling myself that I should do this more often.

Just imagining that assures me that I would surely learn a lot from that experience, and I really did. It happened last September. Right after my afternoon lectures on a Friday, I took my backpack and made my move (nothing was booked except for the flight tickets which I bought a month earlier out of the craving to feel free). I don't think I need to tell the whole story here, but one thing for sure, it was something worth telling my future grandchildren, insyaAllah. And Allah made sure from the very beginning that I was safe, thank you Allah :)

I plan on only going for local travels for now, but insyaAllah, if all goes well, I hope to go across the globe after graduation :D