if we knew the value
of everything, we would
be closer, just
When I get sick, things get very, very unclear in my mind. I spiral downward into the morose thoughts of a depressive, luxuriating in my misery, knowing it is likely temporary. In the throes of corporeal suffering, I often make some streak. Its seems to speak when my sore, raspy throat produces nothing but squawks.
it’s the season for life to get out of balance with all the things you have to do, Sods. Slow down, take a step back, and breathe deeply before you implode. Remember, this season shouldn’t be a time to make you crazy. It should be a time to reflect on family, friends, and be grateful for your life. If you’re not mindful, this time of year can get out of hand. 2015!
eniwei what season that i mean ? Yaaa… intinya that season laah 🙂 ketika semua kan move dan change. ketika semua akan berangsung pergi.
Instead of thinking about all the planned work, all the places you have to be, and all the unending things you have to do, connect to the beauty and peace of nature because it will never fail you. While you’re at it, think about all the love you have to give, all the kindness you need to spread. i always proud to be your sister.
Stop the mindless stressing and feel the peace and joy down deep inside your soul and let those things be your guiding light restoring your balance where you can breathe with delight.
A breeze that goes on and on that carries the love for those around you… After all, it’s what the season is all about.
Mungkin ga akan ada lagi rasa penasaran satu sama lain.. kita udah terlalu terbuka.. sudah terlalu lama terbuka.
Ya mungkin, kita juga akan lupa bagaimana rasanya mencium aroma tanah basah bercampur akar akar busuk di hutan.
Tidak pernah terbayang kita sudah menapak sejauh ini, sods.
Udah jauh yaaa ternyata… tinggal nanti kita liat siapa yang duluan sampe puncak 😀 hahaha.
Mungkin tulisan diatas terkesan seperti menghibur diri sendiri. Ga jelas. Sama sekali abstrak. Atau apalah you name it. But here now, di pagi hari tanggal 25 : aku terbangun. bernapas. lalu tiba – tiba aku ingat kalian.
Intinya, selamat ulang tahun 19 saudara kecilku. Selamat berlari kembali…
Himapala Tribhuwana – 19