Walking the Street

Walking a street will never disappoint you. It’s a way of exploring and discovering. A soul healing moment conceive of many hidden surprises and I love doing it. This is something that persistently motivating me the way I wanted to live my life. Nomad is a way of life. Say no to man created life. Strain yourself from rules and especially on 8 to 9 odd job. Yes, office job is forever a odd job for me. *soon, I’ll write about my perspective on this.

Driving expose you the new road. Walking locates you a discovery.

Once a while, take the unknown road. Once a while, get down and walk the alley. You’ll be surprise where it can lead you. How it finds you new people.

Once my lady boss said, there is no such thing called waste. There is only an experience.

Walking is like a life. As you walk passed, as the time passed, you move on discovering yourself. As I love to create string of emotions to anything that attached to me, I had hardest time to move on. Walking the street had helped me to learn this art. I come to learn that every step to move further gives you a new discovery, a new experience, a new perspective, a new reason, a new breath, a new life.

It discovers you more than you discovered yourself.

It discovers me the art of writing. It opens up the flow of inspiration.

Today, I’m sitting at the end corner of this new discovered place, writing this right now. The inspiration poured out like nobody’s business.

I’m glad I did it.

tatta, (bubbye)

#tamaka

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