I have always sought for 'utopia' in my fourteen years of existence. Well, everybody does it anyway... But my weakness blindfolded my sight in my search for the perfect world. It's a natural instinct of a man who suffers to attempt to manipulate time. So whenever sorrow and darkness cover my path to the ideal road, I always try to make everything faster and end things sooner. I try to runaway fast from everything and search for the right way in the darkness. I always turn my back whenever there is a barrier in front of me. I thought that it was just like a dead end in a maze, you could always look for something new, something easier. But this road was more than that. It was more intricate than I have ever thought of. My only mistake was that I was afraid to fail and fall. I was scared that I might never be able to rise again. As I get on with my journey, I felt that there is still a hole within... an emptiness that stops me from moving on. I did not know where this road is taking me. All I know is that after all the obstacles and barriers, I would see the perfect place I have always wanted.
             But then I thought, how could I reach the ideal path if I'm trying to runaway from everything? How could I see the place I am looking for if I pretend to be blind in reality? I realized that there is no such thing as 'perfect'. It is just within us. We would only feel the fulfillment if we try to enjoy and appreciate every moment of our life. If we would only try to appreciate the barriers and the misery that I once tried to avoid. It might sound funny to enjoy misery and sadness... but these things we dread most makes our life meaningful. We should enjoy life, just the way it's tripping us. We should step on every inch of the road we chose. I might never know the true meaning of life. But I'm sure of one thing; life is becoming better while you're moving on. I lived in pretense that there is nothin
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