Young bird: Mother, I want to fly like you.
Mother bird: Be patience dear, you will, one day.
Young bird: When?
Mother bird: When the time comes. When you are ready. Then, you my dear, will be fly across the hemisphere. Don't worry.

Have you ever had that thought? The thought to be older sooner. I had that, long time ago. Like I wished I have my own car at the age of 11 so that I won't stuck in my father 50km/h speed. Hohohoho.
If I a bird now, I guess I am the bird that flying across the earth. The bird that trying to explore and to find anything that the world could offer. That is my position now.
But surprisingly, right now, I want to be that little bird again. The bird that resting in the warm nest, the little bird that laying under her mother and father's wing of protectiveness.I miss that bird.
And I wished I could turn back time. But I couldn't. The journey has just begin.
P/S= I am a bird that going back to my old nest soon. Of course I don't have wings, but I got AirAsia's wings. Hohohohoho. 11 days!