Ever since I was a little girl. I would climbed up to the roof of our home with a single metal to support me and gaze upon the world. Wind gushing through my hair and feeling the peaceful. I didn't know I was already that sentimental.
I always love being alone or having been alone. I always want to see the place from high up for me to see n a wide range how people are going. I always took a pictures of nature for they are always shown me different faces every time I went to such places.
When I'm alone I stop for a moment and think about myself, reflecting. Whether looking up or not did I realize about the significance of life and would talk to God.
Seemingly found about the truth, I find it exhalarating that I didn't know why I was crying that day. Of you had just read the last page before this, you will understand. I felt that somehow I'm finding answer to my question.