.personal noted August, 29, 2026 We live fall apart. I don’t really know where you are and what u’ve going through but I always had excitement when I see you, alive. I just had phone calls with the old friend when I was live in Malang. We rarely keep in touch since i back to my home town few years ago. We just talks once a year to share a life update. We could talks for few hours about anything then chit chat for few more days and done. Few days ago, that old friend DM me on IG and then we schedule a time for an life update, again. We did. We talks for few hours tonight. It was great conversation. That old friend happily share the life update. That old friend still not believe she could survive and fallen in love again to her life. To have a courage to dream, to trust her self. Her dream is to open a bake house as her medium to spread hope and kindness, to give comfort place to people that need something to feels life again. I was amazed by her stories. And Something stuck...
I write to document my life journey and as a reminder that I am still a tiny atom of a human being.