＜旅行之所以真實。離家出走第四百六十天 ＞ 如果你看到有一個人獨自旅行，呈現永遠都是繽紛燦爛的，那一定不是最真實的。一個人旅行，其實遇到迷惘不知所惜孤單選擇困難碰壁失意的事情遠比別人想像的多。有時候會突然墜進一個黑洞裡頭，不想說話，不想笑，不想思考，也不想哭，只想靜靜的窩在一角發呆。那種情緒是沒有預兆的，像個任性女孩，又像大海裡的暗湧急流，總是總是在最脆弱的時候突襲。有時候是想家了，有時候是半夜醒來悵然若失不知身在何處，有時候是受委屈了，有時候是下雨了卻不知道該去哪，有時候是待在一群鬧酒瘋的老外裡頭覺得無聊了，有時候是深夜一人呆在機場冷得直打哆嗦睡不著 ，有時候是離別卻不知道這輩子可不可以再擁抱。 去年剛到柏斯的時候，拒絕了黑心工頭的工作， 全身只剩三百多元澳紙， 不知道該去哪裡，沒有人可以商量，連回香港的機票也買不起。彷徨與自憐不斷蔓延，佔據了整個胸口，好想家，想飛回家跟爸爸撒嬌。但倔強的我還是不斷告訴自己，要麽飛，要麽墜落，去學習自己爬起來。離家出走第四百六十天，我一路是這樣走來的。 ＜Away home for 460th days＞ If you see someone travel alone for a long time and never see his down side, that’s unreal. No one ever say travel is that easy. You can barely imagine how much difficulty, fear, uncertainty, tough choices waiting for a backpacker on the road. Sometimes i feel like i don’t wanna talk, laugh, think, or even cry, i just pull my back in the corner and watch time passes by. Maybe i miss home, maybe i have no where to go when it rains, maybe i have no idea where i am when i awake in midnight, maybe i just feel bored in the drinking party, or i just hate to say goodbye. But that’s the life lesson. I keep on talk to my inner part, ‘If it doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger.’ That’s how i gone through in these 460th days.
