Flying

So I've been flying for almost two months. From Jakarta to Balikpapan and back again to Jakarta. Flying (home) to Bandung to meet bestfriends. Earlier this month, flying back again to Balikpapan, moved to Samarinda, Muara Badak, Bontang, Sangatta, Bengalon, and Muara Wahau with Mahakam inside. At the end of the month, flying to some countries (take it as a self reward :p), flying back home to Jakarta and then back again to Borneo and yes I can't help thinking about flying to Bali or any beaches to close this year (hopefully!). 

Hours spent on the road, packing and unpacking, take off and landing, hello and good bye. 

" I know some of you might think that I’m so lucky. Yes, I am indeed, but I have to say that I’ve been working hard. Things got difficult. There were tears and doubts as much as loneliness and too many good-byes. There were too many things I missed on the ground while I was flying. " - Puti

So may I wish to fly more next year?