Nothing quite prepares you of feelings experienced in every trip, no mater howw often you’ve taken similar trips before. Each trip is something new, and each trip has its own memory one should not attempt to compare.

But have you taken a trip where your imagination is best left intact, even after you’ve completed a trip?

Have you ever taken a trip where your mind still lingers, playing what-if situation even after a stamp in your passport states that you have departed the place?

Have you ever taken a trip where your feet rule over your conscience?

Have you ever taken a trip where you busily arrange your feeling all the time?

Have you ever taken a trip where a lof of thinking dominates your days?

I don’t know if I have done all of the above, actually. But if those describe my present state of mind, then let’s just be it.

And yes, maybe, some wishful thinking is best left intact or untouched.

“… and i know / when i am going / no more doubt / no more fear / i’ve found my way / so let’s leave / today / anywhere / change me / change me / change me / once again … “ (nina simone – just in time – ost. before sunset)