a month has passed
10:59 PMSorry if I’m blabbing. (Just being polite here)
Good things happened in January.
Or… “good.”
It’s the kind of good that brings its own fine print. I’m happy now, but I don’t know what comes next. It feels like drinking from a cup that might bite later. A dream I’ll wake from and find the room politely empty again.
April, hurry. I keep telling myself this year can behave, but fear likes to draft the schedule. If I let it drive, I won’t move.
So here I am, trying to choose better, even if my hands shake on the pen.
I’m grateful for my friends and family, truly. I’m also sorry for living so secretly. I’m not good at feelings on a face. Writing helps, but mostly in a diary where pages don’t stare back. On the blog I write and erase, even though no one’s grading me. Consider this my practice at leaving the sentences up.
It rains constantly. My front yard flooded yesterday, the wind keeps rehearsing for a storm and the news says trees are toppling. I don’t like wet, but I do love cold.
English is rusting (Indonesia habit). So I’ll blab until it stretches.
Weather report: #balilife
It rains constantly. My front yard flooded yesterday, the wind keeps rehearsing for a storm and the news says trees are toppling. I don’t like wet, but I do love cold.
So, the air feels like a gentle apology I accept.
Went to Papaya with my cousin and grabbed salmon nigiri, hosomaki, and a California roll.
Snack log: Papaya run
Verdict:
- Salmon nigiri: soft, reliable comfort.
- California roll: cheerful, passes the vibe check.
- Hosomaki (tuna): skip. Ours didn’t taste fresh, both of us tapped out.
Not a food adventure, but it fed the evening.
Today’s reality
I studied, I ate, and I survived my dog’s fart.
Nothing special, which is secretly the point. Some days the best I can do is stay....
In my lane, in my language, in a small life that keeps breathing back.
If you’re also waiting on April
Write one thing you won’t erase.
Pick one decision you’ll make without asking fear to co-sign.
Keep a snack that forgives you. (Not hosomaki.)
See ya later!
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