Today, after breakfast I went for a walk to Getxo, where I have to cross the river to get there. It's been so long time since the last time I went there with my parents (so it may have been more than a month), because I was bit busy owing to the tests, the other studies and some works that I had to finish.
Anyway, it started as usual. Every Sunday I wake up about 9 or 10, then have lite breakfast watching 'Man vs Wild' which is one of my favourite TV show, and take a shower, change clothes to go for walk. As I had spent all day at home on Saturday, I was itching all over.
It seemed long way to arrive til Getxo and cost me a lot, because I hadn't done enough exercise in these days, besides as I gained more weight (due to my laziness) every footstep I walked made me feel as if I was an elephant. There were many people with their family, even with their dogs, and I was almost the only one who was walking down the road alone. When I got the bench where I usually take a rest during the walk, I took out the book 'Alchemist' and started to read it. On the book, when the boy decided to be a shepherd, a question came into my head. Why on earth I decided to travel abroad? Why I left my country and how I got to here in Bilbao?
Maybe I couldn't have found the real aim for my life in Korea even though there were a lot of people who were satisfied with what they had, and traveling seemed like the only possibility of having a dream come true that make my life more interesting. I was also sick and tired of the daily routine, although there was every likelihood that I could keep that boring life until I die. I was desirous of making myself more independent, wanted to know the significance of my existence as human being, and may have wanted to meet someone important for my life by a chance encounter (even though it's the hardest part that I can believe now).
However, being apart from my family, old friends, band, my sweetest cats and all my routine wasn't as easy as I had thought. It made me stronger and even a bit dull, so now I am. But in the beginning, when I faced a problem I just left the city where I was, heading to a new place. I thought, 'Who cares, I just not belong here. I'll find somewhere I can stay long'. Now I realize it's just a bad habit and I was so capricious. But there was also a good side, I could have got rid of all the fears that I had had against some big changes in life.
Now I'm highly likely to discover my own ways to make my life work. It doesn't matter if they treat me just as foreigner because I really am, if I don't make something through as I planned before because it usually happens and nobody can always end in success. I won't be stressed anymore by those stupid things. The one who is not afraid of failure, can achieve the real success.
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