The sound of train passing by the rail. People crowded catching their time, to not missing check-in to attendance machine, in Manggarai transit station, just make me frustated. At the time I get into my train, the feeling when you ride along empty train to Bogor, enjoying your time alone, healing my frustation before. I become empty and ready to work. Yes this is me in this past one year and three months.

(Written on my way to my workplace in this tiring week. Wondering what already get into my main inbox.)


Blank Space

It is sad to realise that yourself already do not have energy to even think about your own life, despite everyday busy think about work stuffs, people's sake, strangers...

It is miserable to have no energy to achieve your bucket list. Your inner self already tired and stuffy to even get up from sleep at the weekend.

It is so sad that you proudly annouce you are the youngest there but your soul maybe the one which most rotten among others.

Now you only have black space, if you just let this things happen and happen and happen..........