Half the Journey

So I left one metropolitan city and moved into another one.  I attended some courses and went on some trips.  By visiting so many places, I believe I will find something over there.  Ironically, it becomes a journey to discover where I come from.

I was the type of person eager to search for answers.  Then I became somehow confused about the meaning behind.  I was taught to memorize what was already known and to ignore what I didn’t understand.  The key skills later turned into one big ignorant disaster.

If contented, I would have led this kind of life style forever safe and sound.  However, I was too ambitious to stay where I was.  There is limit for life.  It meant nothing barely to live longer than others.  Observe, choose, and then focus.  By doing so can I accomplish something different.  Everybody has got talent.  Some are hidden while others are obvious.  Make good use of them with a time frame to make progress before the journey ends.

Always a half way to go.