Sleepless Night and Dreams

I dont know what I'm feeling. Sometimes it's better to write it out, for me. Im feeling a smidge of loneliness, yet I know I'm not. Im feeling a smidge of unhappiness, yet I do not know what I'm upset about. Just another sleepless night I guess. Another night which I would think of all the things I have done, and should have done. Feeling a smidge of emptiness, yet I know I'm filled. Filled with happy memories that I can never erase.

Possibly the reason why I keep fantasizing about going to faraway lands, travelling, is because I want to run away from everything I have and experience something new. The day I do that, then I shall be The Happiest Man Alive.

I'm writing this because I can't sleep. I want to, but I just can't.

I want to travel, alone. I'm not into the wilderness or backpacking all that. I want to travel by plane. I can just imagine myself on a plane, alone, with a book in hand and music in my ears. And I would alight alone, walk, explore and think alone. The first country I would go is Australia. I would return to Margaret River and enjoy myself there. Sitting in a cafe with a book in hand, that is the life. The life I'm wanting now, with all the time in the world. Just blissful.

I would spend a week or two in Australia, then I would go to New Zealand. I would rent a car and drive myself to the hills and mountains. The lakes and the streams. And perhaps I would take a sip of the clean clear natural water. Just heavenly.

Then I shall go to Greece. And I shall feast upon all things related to greek mythology and rest in peace. I shall go to the ruins, the temples, and of course, Mount Olympus.

The next country I would go to is Spain. I would travel by walking, appreciating all the culture the country has to offer. And of course, watching a football match in Camp Nou is a must.

Then I shall go back to my islamic roots. Turkey. The gateway to Asia and Europe. And I shall venture back to Asia. South Korea, Japan, Hong Kong. This is my dream, and I shall achieve it.