Nde-mot

Hueee . . . . g nyadar . . . moro2 wis sa’ wulan ra nulis opo2 blas . . . fiuuh . . . entah kenapa bisa kelupaan. Padahal kerja ngga’ sibuk2 amat di amat santai dept. Apa mungkin banyaknya kegiatanku dikala senggang yach? From nandar’s visit, dufan and jogja . . . . . huehehe . . . bener juga, jarang2 aq da kegiatan in the weekends for 3 weeks straight :P. Dan menghadapi 2 weekend terakhir, aku tiba2 kembali ngendok ijenan ning omah :)).

And its not also a normal thing for me to relentlessly do such kinda things as I usually would opt for having it in intervals of on-off-on-off and so on. It’s just to preserve my physical and mind energy as I need to recharge them. Not doing so would often lead me to longer terms of shutdown and keeping myself in my man cave . . . and hence people eventually find me in a moody position, which is totally wrong. Its just a matter of perseverance, especially for a introvert like me.

Anyway, as i look back past the month, some revelations do surface again as what has been happening in life, seen and not seen. As a journey as its supposed to be, many lessons, revelations, and insights come back and forth, or even introduce themselves on each route of life taken. The sudden slowdown of pace of work, though obnoxious in the first weeks, seem to unleash their hidden rows of words to my mind.

Being left alone, idle, both mind and physically, hasn’t really been good as the mind keeps goin dull. Somehow, one way or another, u’ve gotta let ur mind to wander and come up with somethin to let go of this induced easiness. Either its about fun or goin serious, one had to speak up!. And so the series of activities above does speak for yourself on how one’s life has been struggling. Success? That’s kinda relative if asked. But what I can be sure is that there’s something for everythin. For what it’s worth, at least I was able to be a bit of yellow past those weeks, which forces myself to be perfect blue all over again. But ur besties, mates and girl, its not so bad of a time ;-)

In the midst of being nde-mot, I really couldn’t ask for more for such amusements. While I eagerly scatter the mot’s of what’s left in my heart, time flies and suddenly brings us to the interval gates of back and middle/front. The past half months couldn’t be any better for me as numerous, if not dozens of things I’ve gone through, be it bad or good. The future is dark, the past has gone, what’s left is a now . . . the present, a clear gift for me. Hence, I guess I should just walk the days, see what life can bring for me. Enjoy every present given and surely there will be somethin in stake for me . . . ciao