This morning I, my spouse and my son went to Bogor. With our lack knowledge of that city, we spend times just roaming around in the city. We ended up having our lunch in “Makaroni Bakar” (Grill Macaroni). I ordered Nasi Timbel, Lontong sayur for my spouse and Chicken grilled for my son. We head to Tajur afterwards. But seeing so many cars waited to take a left turn to Tajur, we decided to head back home – Jtown. I was sleeping during our journey to Jakarta.
I continued sleeping when reaching home. I was so exhausted, and then the daydream started. It’s confusing as always but tried to ignore the dream. In the evening, my spouse asked me to search for a house to let. Finding a really suitable house for us – even though it’s a rented house, still we prioritized how suitable it is for us. The conditions are as follow the security at its surrounding – should be under very good surveillance, the warm vibe of the house, the neighborhood and of course the price. Ironically there are several house that we quite fancied yet the price was helluva expensive. There are also many houses that the price was average/quite ok, but the condition was under our expectation. The last one was the pavilion house. It was the one story building. It consisted of several houses. The last one we saw was in the first story. Quite good, Quite huge (for the three of us and a maid), but yeah..it was in first story. I just can’t imagine that my spouse and I have to go to office with worries about our son due to that stair and the height (of course).
Yeah at last, we decided to take our time, be positive that we will get a house to rent, a good one. Hmmm, I was just celebrated my 30th birthday couple days ago..Still I am sometimes taken a back to the reality that now I am a mother of 4 years old boy, a wife of a man I known and love since I was 21 years old. That I have to be bother with the bitter of life, many responsibilities, many confusion and many many many challenges to come.
Gosh, sometimes when I look at my son’s face, the silly wistful thinking just blurted out from my mind, that…if I could stop the time, I would freeze my time at the age of hmmmm….17 (maybe?)…So then I don’t have to face many realities like I just mentioned. But life is unarguably like a coin. It has two faces. Maybe I was facing a bad face at the moment, but when it sways, the good face will approach me…..
Hmm, I am suddenly pulled back to times when a very close friend tell me that “Good things always come with bad face, so don’t give up!
Anyhow, somehow…I can’t say that I don’t enjoy my life. I love to live my life, but yeah I am mere human…never satisfy, always complain, and many else…
Hoaaahhh ( yawning)…I am gonna go to sleep, then..
Long and winding road..
another pavement to walk
one corner
