Walking back from John’s place late at night made me contemplate on a lot of things that I seem to let it pass by me lately. How does it feel to not have a home? What is the feeling to sleep every night in the streets with strangers passing you by? What will happen to that girl talking to the boy she just met at the party? Where will the biker go? Are those cars just driving aimlessly or is there someone that is waiting for them? In the last few weeks, all I have been thinking about is school or what to do next. I never let my mind have a chance to wander into its own world. Being able to walk in the serene darkness, something about it makes me feel all warm inside. I haven’t been able to walk outside at night in a while, also accompanied by a great friend. Life is good even though there are turbulence here and there.