Wandering is my customary treatment I usually do to cure bedlam in my head. It has been accustomed into my list of hobbies. It is like belching to let air from our stomach come out unreservedly through our mouth. It is a pleasure, isn’t it? I do not want to be a bete noire of something rude. That is why I love walking around – enjoying the nature – indeed. I will let the nature eat my fret. This position will be the best biosphere ever in my life.