It’s not that you’re happy to hear off-course stories from wanderers like you; it’s more like a feeling of assurance that the road you’re taking is never “nowhere” but is leading you somewhere.

In the middle of nowhere, then suddenly heard familiar voices of frustrations and worries from afar. At first, the repetitive sounds at the back of my head were sounded. However, the comparable words may be alike, but the sighing sound varies from all directions where the sounds are coming.

All of a sudden, the place where I’m at “in the middle of nowhere” turned into a place somewhere in between courses that must be taken in life. At least for now, I may be in a place off-course, unknown and unplanned but because I am no longer alone, I’ll continue to strive forward and record my ongoing narrative with the current sounds in my head until these familiar voices become memories to show and tell.