Secrets I Whisper to the Stars at Night

the wanderlust

Once upon a time, there was a girl who likes to travel. She already travelled to much-known places and to some unknown ones too. She usually travelled alone; she liked to experience things with just herself without the added baggage of someone else. One day, she decided to set off again; this time, her destination was the most unusual place she ever known. Of course, she rose up to the challenge. She packed her things and she got her map and set off.

Once she arrived, she consulted her map. The directions were simple enough to follow. She took many routes and many roads. She came to many dead ends. She accessed her map again and again and no matter she did, she always get lost. That's when the panic started. She couldn't understand why she always gets lost. She turned to the map again; maybe the map was wrong? But she always used this map when travelling. This map was her lifeline. She wouldn't give up until she arrived there. She studied the map for several hours.

Someone tapped her shoulder and said, "Are you lost?"

She turned toward the voice and saw a boy holding a map like hers. "Yes. I've been consulting my map for a few hours now and I've followed every direction but I've always gone astray."

The boy smiled. "Maybe, you don't need the map anymore?"

"But I would get lost without it."

"Maybe it's okay to get lost sometimes in order to be found," the boy held out his hand to her. "Damn these maps. Come on, let's find a new route to walk on."

Together, they set off and arrived at the destination. She looked at the boy beside her and maybe he was right. Maybe the girl was lost all along and someone finally found her.