It's annoying when you've written pretty much a long narrative and the site crashes without allowing you to update the post. So I've to painfully recreate a beautifully crafted draft that has vanished over the last fifteen minutes, just like how time has over the past few months.
This year has seen my travels to even more culturally-distinct nations. Travelling is truly an amazing experience that I'm extremely blessed to have been able to do. It has always been my goal in life to see as much of the world as possible while I can - following the motto of "You Only Live Once (YOLO)". It's a consolidation of vibrant cultures, aromatic delicacies and simply beautiful landscapes in the back of your mind that'll last for years to come.
I was in Iceland about two weeks ago and had the opportunity to savour some alone time walking the return journey from a hike to a glacier photo spot (pictures coming soon) ahead of the friends I was travelling with. Relishing moments like that truly alone and without the constant woes of reality infiltrating the mind had become rare.
That walk reminded of how little time nowadays I could devote to myself with no potential secondary problem at the back of my mind nagging away - group assignments, job applications. There now arises bigger problems in life as the conclusion of the student life for me paves way to a future made uncertain by the lack of career opportunities thrown in my path. Gone are youthful days where life's biggest problem was simply duelling the rigours of academia and homework assignments that took the form of narrative essays or algebraic manipulation could be done with little assistance merely based off mediocre attempts at paying attention to the teacher in a classroom setting.
That peaceful walk made me miss the idea of putting reality and time on pause and going onboard a fictitious voyage from the perspective of a protagonist plunged into constant emotional and often heart-wrenching moments that resonate with my vulnerable self. The walk was one where the only audible sounds were the constant gushing of waterfalls in close proximity, my footsteps, and my own voice conversing within my introverted mind.
Time will keep rushing forward in one direction, eradicating what freedom and opportunities I have left to explore the massive world. As one chapter of my life closes and another, more mundane one opens up, memories will be the only constant in the uncertain future and I hope I will be able to make more worthwhile ones whilst I still can.