I don’t know whether this is real or not..
we have another sad news : Om Eko passed away today.
Two weeks in a row. The grief over my grandma hasn’t yet recovered, then this one feels like …. I don’t know….
My mum flew to gorontalo this morning, while i’ll be back once again tomorrow.
I really haven’t any courage to go back there. Twice in a row, being in the airport only makes me cry. I wish i just could stay.
I remember my first post on this year.
I remember clearly stated this year would be an exciting and memorable year due to some (big) events ahead.
Then, I was wrong. and right.
I think exciting is a wrong term, while memorable, yes, it is indeed.
I feel like I’m attacked when I’m unprepared.
And I’ll go on while some pieces of my heart are taken away