"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears..."
- Pink Floyd, Wish You were Here.
I know i'm not that kind of traveller person or whatever. i'm not the great photographer too. But it's been a really long time not hanging the camera strap around my neck, and i kinda missing that. Started with the words " i need some fresh air....." then the next sec, we already jumped on our motorcycle, ready to get lost.
And here we are, Lost.
Get lost, escaping for lots of paperworks, a lots of responsibilities in our life.
A bag of chips, little talks, a laughter, Forgetting everything. Because, yes, sometimes we survive by forgetting, not remembering. huh?