See you sometime somewhere

Saying goodbye is always one of the hardest things I have to do. I don't like the feeling of being left behind, nor do I like being the one leaving. A friend recently shared on her status,"Change is the only constant in life!" Isn't it? I am numbed. I don't know how leaving should feel like anymore. Even if its just leaving for a holiday, now I do it with fear and reluctance. But once I am really out there, I know I never regretted that decision to leave. If you're not happy, would you choose to leave? If leaving doesn't guarantee you happiness, it promises you the possibility but the certainty of leaving the unhappiness, would you choose to leave? So many of you might not know, leaving takes a lot of courage; staying doesn't, staying just requires more perseverance and tolerance. I am very confident my decision this time is right. Instincts? Gut feeling? Common sense? Foolishness? It might be all of them. The only thing I know is I am the one controlling what lies in my hands. Travelling made me realised the more I see out there the harder and further I am away from that simple happiness I am looking for. There are greed, material wealth, jealousy, envy and most importantly a heart that isn't pure and simple like those we seek. There is none of that willingness to let go of everything and live like the poor happy people, those whom are contented with the simple things in life, surviving to support their loved ones. Sometimes living in one of the top 10 most expensive cities of the world, I only feel disgrace, not a tiny bit of pride. What is there to compete? Who is wealthier? Or maybe they should measure who are happier...