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Post Secret

everybody has a secret. I, too have couple of them. But when people asked to be shared their secrets anonymously, some of it left me in awe. How life and perspective of human can be so quirky and sad at the same time. This  BLOG  and THIS - enjoy some deepest notes you'll ever read.

Migration

I did a small scale of migration. I moved in to other room for sleep or study or staying up all night doing my task. My old room is smaller and hot and have this packed feeling I'm uncomfortable with. So I decided to hijacked my parents old bedroom. My mom used to sleep at my grandma's room after my dad passed away. My grandma was deceased not so long after my dad and so my mom practically stayed in my grandma's room for good. My parents bedroom is larger than mine, have this pretty big pair of windows that have view to our potted plants and mango tree outside the house. How nice. it's been so long since I wanted this room. This room had a lot of my childhood memories. I used to sleep here with my mom, dad and my brother. The room is pretty big with one king size bed and a single size double bed for my brother and I. We liked to spending time reading a bible, praying and singing together before went to sleep. I remember standing bare feet on the bed singing whatever son...

Everything is still the same.

January, second day, and everything seems appear just like three or four days ago. My mango tree still look bloom although it's just leaves stuffy. My hair still in medium length and black like they always are. We're still out of vegetables for our lunch. I'm still waiting for my pile of laundry being wash inside the machine at this kind of hour. There are this not-so-tasty instant coffee at my right and untuned nylon guitar at my left. They are all look the same just like they did three or four days ago in 2014. The point is that they supposed to look different in 2015 but they don't. Except that I didn't look at them in the same way again. We're still out of vegetables for lunch is the same, but our dining table only have four chairs now. My mango tree still leaves stuffy but now I've to checked it by myself to make sure there isn't any fruit. Things changing bit by bit every single day. Things are very dynamic they almost look ordinary. I'm curren...