we all travel in this world.
we have our own way, and own things to bring and to use.
We bring excitement in our first walk, we may meet new people, we may meet someone that will take the excitement and give us a fear.
Sometimes we feel alone in that road, but someone will came to make us feel that we are not alone. And that someone will always be there to bring and to help us in every massive things that we bring inside of us. And that someone will talk to us about its journey, of what its plan, of where he wanted to go, and of when he wanted to stop.
As we walk together we may find a place to rest, we may find a new directions to go, sometimes we saw a beautiful place, a food and a nice shelter. Some of us will decide if they will continue their journey or maybe they would rather choose to stay. Some of us still following its directions but we know we don't have the same directions. Sometimes one of us meet someone and decide whether he would follow his road or be with that someone's journey. Sometimes some of us got tired, and even though we always trying our best to help them they still fall and wait of what might happen next.
As we walk, we meet new one, we find a new place, and we faced a lot of struggles, and trials, a lot of problems. Yes we may rest but still we have to rise again and continue walking. We walk, walk and we walk, we always have a steps. Until the day we found what we seek. And until we found out that we're already alone because of many directions, and many circumstances. And as we fight along our battles, no one know how it feels like, no one even care for us. But at the end of the day we've learned that "we all start alone, and we may end alone"
And we'll found out that the excitement that we have in our bag is not an excitement anymore but a braveness of what we've faced, a braveness of what we've done, and a braveness of being alone.