When I was a kid I had too many dreams. I would always tell my dad what I wanted to be when I grow up. It was a series of telling my parents my "want-to-be" time after time. From being a doctor to a lawyer, to a scientist, to a soldier, to a businesswoman and the list goes on. But here I am, taking up my masteral degree in Physics. Sometimes I feel like I've gotten to the wrong track, especially when things get rough. But then I realized, what about my other dreams? The things I am passionate about may seem hard to give time to but it's not a reason for me to stash it away. Also, for the past months, I have learned that I can never do something for a very long span of time. Sometimes you have to pause and take a break from all the hard works.

We all need a breather, something that would fill up our empty buckets when the burn out from our works or studies strike. There are times when I would even have to fight for my time to just pause and enjoy my day. But believe me, it is necessary. I have a lists of breather, like reading books, watching movies and catching up with friends. And to top the list, here's one that I am so passionate about.

Simply walking at pace and looking around for something that seems interesting gives me rest. It's seeing things that are sometimes a blur to me especially when I'm going too fast. At some point we all need to slow down before we run, that's just so we could build the momentum.