Not that I didn`t enjoy the cozy safety of my well planed life. But it was about time for change before getting to comfortable.

The old paths I used to walk on became frightening routine to me. Stepping ahead and still walking in circles knowingly expecting what life is supposed to bring.

If life`s a circle, I might as well find another path to walk it in.

I grab my bags and find my way to the exit, not knowing what to expect.

It is a cold and windy summer night. I pass the line of cab drivers standing in front of the airport shouting at potential customers in broken English while offering their services.

I take the Bus.