Well, is it the only thing to be grateful about? Said sadly, I could not list many things. Maybe that's the reason I have to step my feet again. This time it is not even lighter. My self, my body and my soul are torn apart to pieces. I came to pick up things left, and can not manage to bring it all. You know exactly what part would be left again. | You're an Expert Kisser |
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Hello, Heartache. It’s been a long time since we’ve been together. That’s why I write you this letter. Last November you were with me for our quality time. Had insomniac night, bulimic our self until my pants size get smaller, and wandered in the lonely streets of the town. Maybe it was not the best time of our life, but I must say I learn a lot from it. A lot than I could handle. You taught me how to be patience, Heartache. You showed me how emotion can trigger some of physical symptoms and how we can physically suffer from our emotionally intentions. It is the thing I remember the most. I begin to familiarize my self with a thing called sadness and tears without teardrop. I still remember, how we were together in the night, the clock was ticking very slowly while you and I sit next to each other, counting every minutes before sunrise. Sometimes I was very afraid to have you near me, so I chose another companion. And you just sorted everything out, creating a new friend list. It is how sweet of you, heartache, to show me companions.
People say they do crazy things for love, ouw, hello? Don’t you realize the hidden power in you, heartache? Yup, you are the wheel of insanity action and powerful effort. And no matter how hard I tried to reach for love, in the end I know, I was helpless. And then you showed how to pray, and the magic of our beliefs. Aha! You made me believe that Up Above, He has been listening for all this time. But still, you were surprised when I show you that yoga could bring the wave of joy over you. Funny, indeed.
I said goodbye to you on the airport. I moved. Not very far, Heartache. But I have to go on. Not only to find that I can stand on my own, but in general I decided to fight for life for a while, give up on love. And voila! I realize that it is the one that fight for me. Sorry, dear friend, it is not that I don’t need you, but I really don’t want to take advantage of you anymore. Enough is enough, Heartache.
And now as I am writing this letter to you, I smiled. I said hello, not to invite you over to my place (I know you hate traveling), but just to let you that I am fine and Ok, here. And more or less to say, I wouldn’t been here if it wasn’t because of you. You were one of those killer teachers, for giving me such a difficult and hard lesson. But you know I would survive, as I did. Within the short period of test, you labeled me as your remarkable student. So, thank you, Heartache.
Regards,
Dita A.
November 2006
Last night we talked about tide. Yup, the one I learn back then at college. Proudly to say, the professor gave me an A. And I explained happily and unstoppable about how moon and earth attract each other and resulting the movement of water mass in the world. The force is greater as the distance becomes closer. You need parties here, the moon and the earth. How they evolve around each other, lighten by the sun and become one universe. At some point and some time we have flood tide or ebb tide. And at some extreme points, there are neap tide and spring tide. Ah, you don’t want to know the details here. Although, I will explain it with a great excitement if you ask. My pleasure.
For example, this map of amphidromic point of tides. They have exist since the first beginning of the earth rotation, although this model was discovered long after that.
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Someday, baby. Someday when the distance is closer, and the force is greater, our brain will do the math, and our heart will answer each other's questions. And we will smile gratefully about the what we've been through. And we won't sing this song with joy, because at least we understand the first sentence. *smile to you*
How tides control the sea, and what becomes of me
How little things can slip out of your hands
How often people change, no two remain the same
Why things don't always turn out as you plan
Things I Don't Understand - Coldplay
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand
Swing Life Away - Rise Against
This is special for all these days here. For all the faded loneliness and welcome hugs. The time when I was away and the moment I found home. The way I step my feet on the ground and you all made me fly. For giving up love and open hands for more.
I shed a tear as I was writing this. I didn’t lie. Yes honey, I am that tear jerky. You don’t want to know how fragile I was when I first arrived at Iskandar Muda. To be gratefully, now you will notice my state of happiness at the first time you look at me.
This land is so much more than a living laboratory for me. So much more than people have talked about. Be here, and be ready for your transformation. You know, you will need it to be whole.
I am ready for another transformation. But if I could have one wish, I hope this is not the last time of breathing this fresh air and be a witness of your beautiful sunset, Banda Aceh.
This is the song of falling in love.
It always knows how to steal my gloomy mood away.
I will be singing and dancing and laughing and having this twinkles in my eyes.
Ah, you know me. Had those days in three months, piled up in the same office space, you must be the witness of my mint car over excited mood.
Still, the best memories of this song is when we were holding our hands, walking down the Gatot Subroto road, watched by the sun who set in and I sing it out loud.
“The sun is up I’m so happy I could scream!!”
La di da di da…
“Vanilla smile and gorgeous strawberry kiss…” Smile at you, dahling.
And you stared at me while falsing the notes “Say it will always be like this, the two of us together..”
The exact favorite part of mine.
Happy 8, Rawky. Let us stay in this way, intentionally and emotionally.
It’s been a week.
I’ve been far away from the land I’ve been born for more than a week. Well, if this is what I wanted for so long, I really shouldn’t complain.
I’ve been working in a field for five days. Caia. I wonder what it would be like at the first place? Is it windy and dusty and all that? Does the sun strike hot or does it rain all the time? I am here for support flood victims, so I should consider the water aspect. And the most twinkling question, what will I learn as soon as I get there?
But, now as I am here, hopefully I am well enough to read the world.
Pulang nyalon
Nite picnic under Luna Llena
Then, why can’t I paint you? Here with me…
It’s the 8th of March today and acknowledged globally to celebrate women. I woke up at my usual waking time - an hour snooze after my alarm ...
