• About Traveling

    About Traveling

    One of many things that I love about traveling is falling in love so many times, at every hello I meet. The thing I hate the most? The broken heart at every goodbye, the feeling that makes me yearn for a few more days at every city.

  • A Slip From Memory

    There are things in life that are meant to be unfinished, and then, forgotten. Like the writings that keep being saved as drafts and have never been published, or the letters that are tucked safely in the deepest corner of my drawer and are never meant to be posted, or Stuart’s portrait of George Washington.…

  • Somewhere Along the Way
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    Somewhere Along the Way

    Somewhere along the way, on the train that ran at speeds up to 198 mph, or at the busy station with people rushing with a cup of coffee in their hands, you silently crept back into my mind. Maybe I should have erased all your photos that are safely stored under a folder titled ‘Flash…

  • Twenty Twelve

    I cannot thank God enough for this year. Things in my bucket list have been ticked off one by one. Graduating from college, seeing flying lanterns, going abroad, going back to my hometown, and fulfilling my new year resolution (for the first time!). And of course, there are other things beside the bucket list and…

  • Twelve Days of the Past
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    Twelve Days of the Past

    Going back to my hometown has always been one of my top priorities ever since I left it seven years ago. If not for staying, than a visit would be just fine, I thought. I’ve never adjusted living in a big city, even more in Jakarta, as I said before in here. I’m never used…

  • The Aftermath
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    The Aftermath

    Nobody told me you would come without saying hello and recede without bidding adieu. By the time I realized that you had been there, you were far gone. It’s like wanting to capture the sunset at dusk and doesn’t realize it until it’s over.

  • About Death

    The universe was made with secrets of The Creators. Some are revealed, while others remain arcane. One thing that will stay as a secret is death. Sometimes, He’s kind enough to knock on the door to tell the folks that it won’t be long. Other times, He might whisper to one or two, dropping hints…

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    On Falling in Love

    Few months ago, I asked someone I can trust to answer this: “Falling in love can never be wrong, can it?” And his answer, somehow, has satisfied me since then. “You’ll never know until you fall out of love. Only then you can reflect upon what you’ve been through.” Thank you, Mamet.  

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    A Little Thing that We Miss

    Once, my friend asked me what made you so special. I told her that when I had been a child, I had been so easily fascinated by little things; like animal-formed clouds, rainbow after the rain, a flying seagull on the blue sky, or simply just a popsicle on a sunny day. She asked me…

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    Another Goodbye

    I once asked myself why God created hello if he had to create goodbye. More than anything, I hate goodbye. Everybody does. But then, if we don’t have goodbye, how are we gonna cherish a once in a lifetime experience? And without goodbye, how would we know that something is worth to be remembered? It’s…