As I sat by the Sky Park of Vivo City on Saturday, many thoughts ran through my mind.
Looking at the buildings across, I start to wonder how many hands have came together
to build that masterpiece. I think about how what I see in front of me now all came from an idea.
I think about how that idea became a sketch, and from that sketch to reality.
As I scanned across the Sky Park that night, I saw many different people.
Each one of them having their own story.
I then wonder how many of them are like me.
I wonder how many of them would want their story to be told.
And how beautiful each story would be like.
When I look at Zampage, I somehow finally understand what it means to be yourself among people.
What it means to be in a group where no one judges you, no matter what you do.
Being able to be so free & confident. And most importantly,
being able to be loved like you're part of their family.
As I looked up into the sky, I felt as though every star that I saw represented each
dream that I used to have. It felt as if it all came back to life.
It felt as if it did not want to be forgotten.
It felt as if I needed to make them reality.
That night, I wondered into a World of my own.
To places I've never been before.
I just couldn't stop thinking.
It was a feeling of inspiration.
A feeling so magical.
A feeling of me, being alive.