Last November, I was handling two jobs and always surrounded by lots of friends. So I barely had any time alone. And that became a problem. I forgot how to enjoy being myself anymore. Especially, at night, as soon as I left alone when the wave of all the noise and chatters was suddenly gone, and I felt like floating in deep water in the dark. One night, I couldn't sleep at all. I got out of the bed and looked at the mirror.
When I was a senior in high school, my dad brought a tiny Shih Tzu from an animal shelter. I named him 'Woogie' and I still don't know why. He said that he just went there because a friend of his asked him to tag along. But, when Woogie saw my dad, he straight ran into his arms and didn't let him go. It was not the ideal time for my family to have another addition and we all knew it, when my mom pointed it out, my dad said
I've suffered from insomnia for long enough. I am afraid of the darkness. And most of my dreams are crazy. For me, sleeping doesn't always mean a pleasant thing to do. It is ironic that I hate night time as much as I love the beautiful sunset right before it gets dark.
Since I started traveling, I've met so many different kinds of people and learned so many different things from them. The stories they've been telling me is the fascinating part of my travel.
I recently came across an eye-opening documentary series. It is 'Explained' on Netflix. Every episode focuses on a different topic. By watching these roughly 15-minute-long episodes, you can take a deep dive into various issues from the gender wage gap, extraterrestrial life to the female orgasm.