breathing room

my trip back home was mainly for my best friend's wedding as well as my niece's first birthday. it is also a chance to step away even for a second and maybe a chance to see a bigger picture. i really believe that each little step we take moves us forward until we actually reach a destination. i am not prepared for anything in that sense because i want so hard to be surprised.

it takes a bit of anti-context to gain back my senses. i've been reunited with my friends of whom i haven't seen for yonks, and also met a lot of new people on this trip, and i loved every bit of it. i didn't really make good use of my camera this time, mainly because i wanted to live it rather than observe it.

i wanted to write more about it in detail to chronologue my trip, however i scraped that idea due to my ever slothful habit. i'm be back to the grind. two weeks away certainly is enough to regain my place where i am, but i certainly left a bit of my heart back home. just a bit. just a wee bit.

it has been a whirlwind of adventure. nothing really planned, but serendipitous encounters always always lead us to interesting places.