West Indonesia Time

Starting again for a time that is still in a condition without sunlight, accompanied by the strains of pop music that is friendly to the ears without moving images that will only take extension and concentration while working, if there is, it will take time to watch later. It's almost 3:00 am West Indonesia Time, it's time for the sound of crickets and nocturnal animals out there preparing to switch tasks with the rooster, which will later crow to signal the time for the sun to come. This means that before starting activities that are carried out every day, some work outside the home must be completed before taking care of the homework that awaits.

Still continue to enjoy the comfort of the mood that is expected to be present at all times. Even if I don't understand where it came from. Still walking as if not afraid to fall over and start again.

People around me often think that maybe I am a carefree person, who can always make jokes and laughs, not thinking about tomorrow and not thinking about hurt words. Even though they didn't, for some reason most of them misinterpreted it. They used to say that I'm too introverted, some say heartlessly that I-have-a-face-no-problem!!

Maybe some of the others were right. but whether it is true or not with their assumption it is part of their right to judge. The most important thing for me is that there is no need to tell everything, because God does know much more than what I know. So I hope only to be the secret of the classic romantic story between us, between HIM and this introvert.

Then whether the intention to write this time is to vent what is being buried. The introvert is a blood O, who still often and too likes to cover up my shortcomings well. as good as parents who love me. Unfortunately too much has been buried. It would be nice to think about what to do in the future? will it be as expected or not? will it be expected or not? who will be....? Oftentimes all these questions are like a small whirlwind that swirls over the head non-stop. And maybe I'm not the only one who feels the same way, and doesn't that mean it's only natural that everyone feels it?

One day maybe I can regret/laugh/forget that I wrote this : Now I'm a dreamer.

Being a dreamer who is dreaming, honestly afraid that this dream doesn't end with a sprinkling of gold stars, or a smile that blooms unconditionally. In fact, it is dangerous if this dream is endless, just a tiring thing in reality?

The mind then says "just enjoy it", even though in fact in this separate brain space, there is always a limit to spin so as not to slip and make people say "he is crazy". if only the dream could be made like a video, maybe there would be a dream bank, it could be that many people save their dreams to remember the time as a dreamer.

Lucky me, my heart still always reminds me to go well, why you, the dreamer who can only dream.

Not a dreamer without effort, prayer, and patience. Because it can bring the right decision if sometimes tired is tempting. Until those dreams are just dreams.

The fact that many eyes out there are looking, judging, acting, not with their eyes closed. If you close your eyes, the dream is a dream that becomes the flower of your sleep, when you wake up in the end the awareness will chase the dream that actually happened.

Have a good activity, now 4:02 WIB !!!

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