Walking alone on the street is my favorite. It's my time, my world, and my little fancy. It seems like the clamorous and complicated world is nothing to do with my heart. Studying in Hualien, I have more and more rare opportunity to go home. I go back to Taipei once a month. Two weeks ago, I went to Taipei as usual. Every time I'll spare one day for myself. In my opinions, meeting old friends or dating with girlfriend are not as crucial as getting along with myself. People work hard for their life, their lovers, or their dreams. We always keep busy, but forget to concern ourselves. Life is a long journey. Spending some time to get used to loneliness and to love yourself is relatively vital. That day I walked from the Taipei Main Station to the Taipei City Hall. It became a routine when I was in Taipei. I tried different route every time. I still remembered that day was cloudy and a little chilly. I was walking alone on the street. Observing people and views was my favorite thing to do. Perhaps, it was just a book, a scene, or a behavior made by passengers. It would provoke some thoughts in my mind. Sometimes, It was related to my past life experiences or dreams that probably would come true in the future. These scenes gave me sort of hopes and powers to go on and provides me with some notice which was about the dark side of the world. There were a couple of lovers fighting on the street. I knew it's a common scene in our life. However, I stopped, stood, and watched them. Of course they didn't notice me. The most astonishing thing I considered was the words came out from their mouths. I promised it was the least fierce fight i had ever seen but every sentence said by them just harsh, insulting, and cold. The first perspective came out in my mind was "god bless you." I tried to imagine many results for them. Love wasn't easy. Even it was a stable and long relationship. Even though they had a lot of complaints, why they couldn't tone down their languages?
Love is vulnerable. Many things would collapse in a second. I didn't know, and I just thought of my friends and families and kept walking. For me, a road trip should not be so narrow. It can become wider and deeper. For me, the most fascinating thing in the road trip is the reflection or the revelation I can receive from it. It encourage me to care about people more and to weave my future and dreams more.
