jakarta di waktu malam
i couldnt sleep last night. i dunno, maybe too much laziness yesterday. oh…what a marvelous quiet world in this almost morning hour. one says, "if one couldn’t sleep, then one got no blessing. coz good nite sleep is a blessing." hmph, he got me there…..but this is the waking hours of my brain, of my soul to stop for a moment in my life and think. i lose myself after i got this job. not that i hate it. i love the people, they care me soo much! cant thankfull enuff. but back in the days i’m free as a wild fox, i used to ride on and hit the gas in the middle of the night listening to my CD player hitting the road of Jakarta, anywhere. or just ringing over my friend’s phone, ask them out, find a nice spot and snap cool pictures of nite life in a big city. or just walking by myself with a nice warm jacket, music in my pocket plugged to my ear and passing every street corner or redlights. sometimes i passed a person sleeping on the side walk with his son, or a grampa just alone curving himself into warmth. everytime i saw them i could do nothing to make their life better. just whisper to myself softly: "Lord, bless them." becoz i believe word is the most powerful energy ever. well, that’s just fun memories i could only talked now. i like night time, it’s like u could do almost anything. not mention no sound at all, peacefull and calm. i never lit my light in my room. only my desk lamp. i like darkness, it felt comfortable. soothing soul & my eyes. i gotta do some crazy shit again, do something challenging. i’m tired of parties, never stop turntable, i need a gettaway.
July 31st, 2007 at 1:27 am
back to see ur blog! *itu doank*