Lost

I finished reading A Place Called Here.
I wish I could go to that place, whew lost things/people are found.
So many things I lost as far as I can remember. Ones I am longing to find are my excitement of life, my dreams, my companions on this journey, my huge faith, my sound of laughters, my feels-like-home, and my beloved bestfriends (nope they are not lost, but the feeling of being close to then was lost..)

~ Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes. Sometimes, people discover you, even though they've been looking at you the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention. We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control. When we learn what it is our soul needs to learns, the path presents itself. Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves; the fear, the anger or the sadness preventing us returning. Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it's easier. Sometimes we find our own way out. But regardless, always, we are found ~ A Place Called Here by Cecelia Ahern