Travellive 05-2016

When I was 18 years old, I got a lovesick since my boyfriend at high school loved another girl upon studying at university. The 18-year-old girl that time considered her health nothing, not eating for days. I locked myself in my room, and even got angry with my parents. One Friday afternoon, my father picked me up after my music lesson, let me home to get some clothes and personal stuff before driving eastward. After parking our car, he bought two tickets to a small island. I was about to say nothing, but upon arriving at a quiet wharf, I couldn’t help but asked: - Where are we going, Dad? You know I am sad, so why do you take me to such a deserted place? - I want to bring you far away from sad things you have in the mainland. I’ll teach you how to say bye to them, girl. We dived with fish, crying with the ocean. We stood on high cliffs, letting sea breezes wipe out all my stupid sadness. How magical it was! I seemed to forget the things that upset me.