When I was in Bandung, I really wanna go to Jakarta! HA HA *admit it Nike*
But now, suddenly. Here I am - college graduate, still single anyway :/, at Jakarta now. All the years behind me gone to memories. All the years ahead, waiting to be revealed. And my present, up for grabs.
Thinking back on it, I loved my childhood and I loved my
days in school. Coming home at 1p.m. and watching TV , or running outside playing sports
with my teammates and friends was the bomb. I loved the freedom of being on my own, and knowing that my life is yet to be written. And I even loved that tiny, uncomplicated, one bedroom dorm/renthouse.
So, why do we rush it away? Why don't we fully appreciate the exact place we are in? No matter how messy, or crazy, or even, how beautiful it is?
All I know is, at one point or another in our lives, we'll cross that
line of looking forward, to looking back. Looking back at a life rushed
away, because we were too busy trying to get somewhere we thought would
make us happier. Except, when we get there, are we happy?
Happy exists, only if we allow it to exist. Its a thought, not necessarily some form of reality. Its not our situation, its our thoughts.
I think that's one of the hardest lessons in life. To be content, wherever you are. Even harder? To be HAPPY wherever you are!!! <3 br="br" ny="ny">3>
Happy exists, only if we allow it to exist. Its a thought, not necessarily some form of reality. Its not our situation, its our thoughts.
I think that's one of the hardest lessons in life. To be content, wherever you are. Even harder? To be HAPPY wherever you are!!! <3 br="br" ny="ny">3>