Carol Nelson said to the universe, "Christmas is a time when you get homesick, even when you're home"
If that’s true, what about the girl who didn’t go home at all?
I spent the first half of December doom-scrolling flight prices, stalking Surabaya food accounts, and drafting dramatic texts like, “tell my mom I miss her chili sauce.”
I was convinced this would be the most boring Christmas of my career: no balik kampung, no cousins arguing over karaoke, no “who ate the nastar?” mystery.
Just me and my laundry.
And then… plot twist.
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