05.24

I went on a hike today. Standing on the peak of the Mountain. Watching LA from a distance. I came to the realization that metropolis is just not for me. Or more specifically, the superficiality. I think I blend in more into where I am standing now. Trees. Tiny houses. Empty, narrow streets. But I still like it. I still look forward to the metropolis. I still look forward to riding the subway. I still look forward to sitting on the apartment stairs with a coffee in hand, taking the first sip on a cold morning.  

Maybe because it’s the lack of care. All along in a big city, surrounded by people who don’t even bother to care. At least they are real about their feelings right? 

Life is a lonely journey. No one can be with you forever. The most they can do is to accompany you for a period of time. Long or short, sometimes they pass in by in a fleet moment. 

There is always a special person that we wish we could’ve lived their life. Glamorous. Successful. However you would like to label it. No, it’s all an imagination. Everyone goes through loneliness ‘as a sparrow in the rain.’

It’s ok. You will still have your shadow following you :)

How about thinking of it differently? Embrace loneliness. Live the most out of it and consider loneliness as freedom. 

I’m still on my way seeking this freedom, trying hard to “wander lonely as a cloud.’