A boat. I feel it as my boat. But I am not sure. And yet I'm traveling within it. A journey I don't know. A journey without destination. Confusing right? So am I. And there is this thing while surfing this boat. Making me confused more than ever. Let me try to explain. After every once in a while, our boat is supposed to have a stop on an island. It's always a pleasant visit. So after 1st island, I kept looking for the next stop, next island. And that thought kept me energized during the journey. The hope to see the land. So I counted days, hours, even minutes. You won't believe what happened next. I was surprised to find myself restless to aboard the boat again, the moment I landed. Strange isn't it? When I'm on the boat, I wanna be on land, and when I'm on land, I am dying to be on the boat. It's like as if I'm torn between two places, yet I can't find peace at any one place. I can't have both, but I do need both. These