Thursday, June 2, 2016

Wave length; Kate Travel Diary






"When life seems to have a lot of waves, live by the beach "That's what I kept on telling myself, I got to breathe in the cool breeze the beach always has to offer, the scent of sun's aroma, the sand dancing with the air. A doze of perfection for all at once.

A facade I am looking into is a rear-view of a thousand distance from home, a thousand distance from all the problems. A thousand distance from pain. A thousand distance from hopes come to failures. A thousand distance from myself. - this was all I needed, a fly away from all of the things that disturb me. I think that must have been the core reason of traveling, to free yourself in hopes to find the self you once lost. To find answers. To find solutions. To breathe in life. To finally find a way back home. Yes, back home- because then I felt I was never really home. So that is how my travel diary goes, because I needed to take hold of this chance to go out from my shell to feel the comfort of being away. It was epic, it was fun, and it was overwhelming. I got to see new places, new things and a lot new to consider from, a lot of new to compare. These new things led me to question myself "what ifs".

There are different kinds of waves that comes in sizes, big ones that brings all the troubles that hit you in one time yet big time, and the small ones that evenly goes one at a time. #whatif I get to choose between this two waves, what would I have chosen- I sighed and continue to ponder with myself- #nomatter what and how big or small or timely a wave is, they all just needed solutions, and that means facing it to let it all go. - and it was, perhaps, the best idea to surpass all these tidal happening in my life, I've got to face it and accept it that to whatever it might lead me, everything is going to be all worth it.

Never hesitate to go out for once more, you might just see the answers when you're away from the things that pulls you down that made you missed a lot of things you're capable of doing.













credits:
Photo by my Dad
Tambuli Beach Club, Mactan Cebu

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