Nastolgia.

The return of my old life.

Memories arise from my former home town. Reliving, yet updating. The life of which I thought I hadn't left, felt so unreal to come back. It was as if I had left the life long ago.

But a year passed... people move. The old group of friends splits. Friends meeting more friends of their own. Leaving their old aged group of peers; And into new ones.

At times, it is good to see old mates. But then, it might be better to move on in life.

Experience.

There are moments in youth where everything is taken as granted. Worries that are still on their way in order to make the youth realise that there are more than what it seems.

My first step outside the Darwin airport terminal... I realised I was alone. I am now exposed to the world where many others are already captivated in. A world where protection of one another seem very thin.

I was told by a fellow passenger upon my last flight, that life you planned out wouldnt be as perfect as it seems. She told me that the best way to live life is just have an idea of where you want to go, then just walk the unknown path. But I personally dont believe that...

Though here's the catch; The results can be achieved in various ways no matter which path is taken. Ignoring time factor, the results are the same.

I come to realise that... only experience will determine where you will set the path that you will unknowingly follow.