I bet you wouldn’t believe me if I told you that I was a geek in the past. A loner geek. Yes, I was. I dunno why I blog this but… damn… I miss those good old days.
I spent my school days as a really, really, really good boy. A bright shiny A student. I never came late. Always sit still quiet on my chair, listened carefully to the teachers, and did all my tasks. Every teachers love me. My friends love me too… well, since I always did the homework. Hmmm… I was quite a popular one during those days.
Anyway, to cut the story short, I remember that I have a really weird habit whenever my classes were over. I always going somewhere alone… somewhere strange… some place where no one recognizes me. Either it’s a mall (yes, you can laugh), a park, a book store, cyber cafe, or just taking a bus and let the bus drove me somewhere far.
Or maybe like at night… I took my motorcycle off to a dark, empty soccer field, make a stop there and just sat there and enjoying the view of the night sky.
Why did I do that, you ask? I dunno. I just like the feeling of being alone and didn’t get recognized by anyone else. It’s like… I always trying to find my secret hiding place. The place where I can be alone even with crowded human surrounding me.
I always find it comforting to be in somewhere strange and unknown. Even if there are a lot of people around, but if it’s a strange place for me, it would feel like being alone and empty… but with everybody.
And look at my life now… Not that I’m complaining or anything… it just that I really miss those days when I can be somewhere else free… alone… strolling alone with no exact place to go. Yeah… well… I guess grown up people didn’t really do something like that. Grown up people socialize.
But I mean it… Someday I’m going to find my hiding place. My secret place. My sweet escape out of this messy crowded world.
Learning to Fly 