You know when you have a eureka moment? A breakthrough? Not just any breakthrough, but THE breakthrough.

Not too big of THAT breakthrough but enough to made me feel alive, to push through. Ever since I tuned myself to travel write, things and thoughts seem to be able to flow through me; until the recent months or rather year, where I even stopped painting altogether.

I stop accumulating my own artworks, and I'd used to told myself if i were to display it should be my own work instead of others. And there I'd taken a backseat for most of the time.

But today is alittle different; I pushed myself to write during my commute, to make sure all the places I'd been in my latest Kuala Lumpur trip didn't get buried. That I'd been in tune with my thoughts and feelings, that I'll write again, and let these feelings go through me.

This is me. I'm unapologetically passionate about some things, and I need to get the strength the push through. And as funny as it sounds, working has been my new comfort zone, where I'm hustling for keeps. Though... this time round the keeps would definitely come in handy.

And here's to making dreams come true