These days, my weary self yearns only for one kind of travel, to time travel to the pre-covid era — when I could travel on a whim, even with a very limiting Indonesian passport.…
Do you remember precisely when Covid turned your life upside down? Mine was when I reached Bali and got a plethora of text messages about the then-new-to-me Covid thing. That was two years ago. Today, I get to eat Amma’s homecooked meal at the dining table together with my parents. And for that, I…
5 AM – Coffee Not doing much work today. My mind is elsewhere. My thoughts are scattered. I think! I didn’t bring enough clothes for my time here; oddly enough, I like it. I didn’t even bring a pair of jeans—what’s going on? Did I pack this way for a reason? I miss Fafa.…