was driving back home from my friend's house .... was in jln. Tubagus Ismail ... I know this road like the back of my hand ... 100 meters after entered the street I needed to turn slightly left, just needed to be careful with some motorcycle since they never use their brain .... followed the downhill and uphill road until I found a T-junction ... tricky corner and quite dangerous .... next simply followed the road until I found the big giant fences ... It was not so different compared with what I can remember 10 years ago when I used to drive red renault, most of the time it was after midnight (huehehehehehe ...) ... it was the same feeling, a familiar feeling ... a bit dejavu ...
In reality ...
Soon back to reality .. after living in some kind of seclusion for at least 3 weeks ....... back to the uncertainty that I have to face ... to the struggles that I have to face .... even maybe to another rejection (well ... who knows...hopefully not, but the signs are not that promising lately ... ) ..... yeah, it is a neverending question why still choose this kind of life .... or I just simply comparing two different life? but yeah, for now I just need to back to reality ... my own reality ....
however, there is apart of me that miss NL... big one ...
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