It’s December already, the end of the year. A month where most of the people celebrate with ‘joy’ and ‘happiness’. Well, there are some people who doesn’t actually care about the month and just live it like usual.
As for me, well i’m not really sure. Hold on, let me get my pasta (it’s not a joke, i’m literally cooking pasta at the time i wrote this. Last year, i spent my December in Jakarta instead of Subang where my parents live. And now, it seems like the same thing will happen.
If Dirga have #MerantauStory , so i’m gonna have #imawanderer . I don’t know how far he go or how far he separated from home, but i guess we both go to a similar journey of life. Well, tons of other people too but i narrow it down to someone that i can relate.
I always said that i don’t really have something special in my daily life. But, i think i’m a bit skeptical. It turns out that sometimes, unexpected things happened in my life and that’s what make my life story a little bit interesting.
I realized that i come this far to this moment, but i can safely say that now i feel better. Despite from everything that made me wanna kill myself, of course. I really hope that next year i’m gonna have tons of adventures so i can share it with… the least people in the world who decided to spent their life here reading tons of meaningless words. Yes. I’m talking about You.