Day 5: Walk alone.

Woke up, had awesome breakfast.
Cloths washed.
Bed made.
All by the maid.
Don't even need to lift a finger.
Feels so spoiled.

But I guess once I moved out from
friend's place and get my own,
that's where I really have to
be independent.

I feel my body's so strange.
No matter how much I forced
myself, I only sleep maximum
of 5 hours. And during afternoon,
feels sleepy.

Was talking to friend's dad by the pool.
He shared his experience of how he
ran away from home and pursued
his dream as a musician.

He shared with me a quote:

"He who walks far, walks alone."

The sacrifices.

Shall ponder on that.

-chinyew