After 34 years in this sensational world, I returned to my passion only three years ago. Most of us desire to follow through with that passion, but this is life in the everyday world. We have responsibilities and obligations as humans, daughters, sisters, and people.

If it’s calling you, it is calling you. Three years ago, after a tremendous turn in my life, the sensational journey brought me back on track. Right there and then, everything came back together, like missing pieces that I cannot find, but I know they’re just there somewhere.

The feeling was like a child, breathing with excitement and unending curiosity. You only live once, drive, and all of that. At that moment, you affirm with yourself, “I do have a birthmark on my feet”. It is like dipping your feet in the water for the very first time, though you already know what the water feels like. Rebirth of suppressed adventure.

Everyone says blogging is for those who have time on their hands, which is true. You must find that passion to make the time to do things. As I was thinking, I have been to most places, not mostly overseas, but these experiences are not measured by how extravagant, expensive, popular, or grandeur one took to travel. It’s all about the journey. You may be a backpacker in a hostel or homestay or stay in a 5-star extravagant hotel; experiences are not measured by any of those. It may be a 10-hour flight or just an hour away from your everyday life; it doesn’t matter.

This is for all the soul-searchers taking life beautifully, no matter how the world is. Happy living and happy travelling. God Speed.