(Written on my way to my workplace in this tiring week. Wondering what already get into my main inbox.)
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.
par Nadya Komanechi à 8:21 AM