Inspired by Ka Afu blog post, I then challenged myself to
think it this way:
Sometimes what makes us sad tells us how meaningful that
someone/thing for us.
Something(s)
Menghitung bulan dan hari. “No mich, please don’t do this to
yourself” that's what I told my brain every single time I stare at my Outlook
calendar. Sepertinya hari dimana aku harus meninggalkan kota ini semakin dekat.
Setiap pagi ketika aku berlari untuk bus nomor 22 atau 119, ramainya subway
pada jam 8 pagi. This is killing me shortly yet I know I shall miss these kinds
of days. Hence I keep on telling myself, I am sad to leave this city because
Beijing means a lot for me. It matters.
Someone(s)
Kerja delapan jam sehari ditambah dua jam perjalanan pulang
pergi. That’s it people, that takes out my battery level from 100% at 8AM to
15% when it comes to 6PM. Alhasil, sudah jarang banget catch up sama keluarga,
teman-teman or even adik-adik tersayang di Jakarta. Not until today that I
realized sometimes I put too much battery usage in the office that I risk my
own family and friends; the people whom I hold dearly to my heart. Long
distance sucks, let us just admit it. Mau dari Haidian district ke Chaoyang
district, still distance. Apa lagi Jakarta-Beijing. It makes me sad when I
realized I have missed so much of their life for the past months. Because at
the end of the day, they matter for me.