Every day seems to awoken by the dream of some sort - some are vivid and some are simply hazy, while some just live an etching impression when I open my eyes in the morning right at a certain hour.

It has been more than a month since I am back from Australia, yet many paths in the world beyond dreamland speaks about the places that I had visited.  I certainly miss the weather though.  Just that kind of lingering thoughts keeps my mind hoping to go back there again.