Black (and white) cat(s)
Nine lives
Short days
Long nights
Livin on the edge (of The balcony?
Not afraid to die…


View on Path


Those Who Live in Our Hearts

Sometime you know someone for years
and you still don’t know how to have a convo
beyond hello, how are you? Good? Great…

Sometime you know someone for years
and know each other so well
you can be quiet or rowdy, you’ll have a blast

Then you met someone
who made such a huge impression
that when their time is cut short
suddenly you’re left with a gaping hole
and you know not how to stitch it close

Oh life goes on
laundry not gonna clean itself
nor is dinner
would that they could

then you go somewhere
see something
immediately thinking, ooh need to tell.. oh yeah.. can not.

well dang, ain’t that just peachy
who’s cutting onions near me?

ok, moving along now

the problem with that gaping hole
no matter how good you are at sewing
you’ll never completely seal it
darn these microscopic holes!

and still, life goes on

sink or swim?

what you have to remember
life jackets and rafts are always available
seek and ye shall find

we’ll see each other anyway, eventually.

until then,

lebak bulus 170816


Yang bikin kangen…

Yang paling bikin kangen sama Indonesia itu adalah tukang jualan makanan keliling. Kalau cukup beruntung, di depan rumah itu dari pagi sampai malam itu ada aja yang lewat. Misalnya, pagi ada tukang bubur ayam dan roti. Kalau bangunnya agak telat, jangan panik masih ada tukang ketoprak. Siang kadang ada kembang tahu, enak buat dessert. Buat malam bisa jadi ada tukang sate ayam atau sate Padang. Namun yang senantiasa hadir, dan suka lewat lebih dari sekali, ya benar, tukang nasi goreng! Yang juga sedia mie dan kwetiau. 

Hmm… Nikmatnyaaa 😋😋😋