Big jet plane.

When I first went to pre-school, unlike most of the kids who were carefully led to their respective classrooms by their parents, I was left alone walking through the labyrinth-liked corridors, with a ponderously thumping heart but a brimful curious mind, looking for my classroom as stated on the name list, while my dad secretly watched me from afar to watch every single footstep that I made, to scrutinize my ability to seize the audacity I had in me, to believe that the first footstep that I made from the very start, would only end as someone truly magnificent who he could by then look back and say to himself with sheer pride, that's my girl.

At very young age, I have had big dreams. Dreams so wild that made me believe that I could fly. When I was 8, I created a game for my friends in which we all had different superpowers. I wanted to help each other believe that having a superpower may sound immensely absurd. But if we could just take a moment to believe in our inner-strength, we could also reach to the height where Spiderman could reach to, arrive at the flagship point where Superman could fly to. I gave myself the power of flying, because I wanted to be able to take off from a standing start and simply defy gravity to soar through the air with perfect control and land gently on the ground at will. I wanted to be able to unleash, control, and keep. I wanted to fly.

I've always wondered how it would be like to be living far away from home where I could help fix more fragmented dreams out there, meanwhile, building more big dreams for myself to limitless extent. I hope to have more than a pair of eyes to keep up with the brisk ticking of a clock to widen my vision to see more, learn more, and be more. But I found out, instead of hoping to have more than a pair of eyes, it would actually be more awe-inspiring to be a part of a bunch of people who are all given a pair of eyes. And that is when we all can see more, learn more, and be more, together - By sharing and listening. Thus, I've decided to leave home for a new environment to meet new people from all over the world who have seen very different things from very different perspectives for which umpteen seeds of voices grow. 

3 months ago, a vehemently big jet plane brought me to where I am right now. Why do I call it big, though? It's because it was where I unleashed, controlled and kept. I was unleashed, because after years and years of building up my dreams as if I was merely building sandcastles in the sky, I was finally another leap closer to reaching more of what I had always yearned for - To be let loose and unbridled. I became my own man of control. With a heavy heart that made every single second more onerous and wearying, I knew it mustn't be a constraint to me because it would only hold me back. I had to control - By looking forward, and not look back. Not looking back doesn't mean abandoning. The overflowing memories, be it good or bad, were boldly kept in an indispensable place in my heart - And in that uniquely big jet plane, I flew.