That chair you’re sitting onto was that one certain chair everybody saw you in many calendars ago. Today, you’re in the same place, same position, same situation. In those endless and restless routines life has entrapped you in, you wish of far, far places. You wish to stand up, walk, run, and fly to a place far, far away. You no longer like where you are. Your eyes are set on another: a completely far better circumstance. You wish for a far better life.