Saturday, October 25, 2014
I see this road everyday. All things that happened, crowded,
cars, motorcycles, klaxons, and so many of them. I feel like I’m isolated in
unknown place, blocked with invisible walls. But, well this is my life now. This
place is famous for me, cause you know I never left this place, but i still don’t
know a whole things about them. What is this place? When I see at the left
side, it seems like, I do really know what happened in there. But, when I see
the right side, seems like there’re so many things wait for me, that can change
the image from this place, as a new city, as the place that I always dreaming
to be someday.
Have been here for two months, I ask once again, where am I? if I look surround me, nothing
change, as I look up the skies I see the same dark night skies with some
twinkle little stars and one circle moon. Just like bring my home here but mom
and dad are going somewhere. But, when I spread my vision beyond my reach, I feel
lost, to be in unknown place just by my self, but this all about what I want,
finding something new and I start it from this city. My second city. My second
home, but I believe, I always have ‘home’, my home sweet home.
So, here I am, in the West of Java. The city of love, Bandung.