IT'S SHIT
If you ask me,
"How's your life in Jakarta?"
I'd answer, " It's great, I'm busy with work and life u know. This city never sleeps"
But if you were to ask me again, quietly, when the day is over...
IT'S SHIT
The truth is... it's the constant, quite guilt of watching my parents grow older one video call at a time.
It's knowing that my hometown is just an hour's flight, but a world away from my calendar.
It's seeing my old friends hang out on Instagram stories, and feeling that sharp pang of being left out.
It's being surrounded by 10 million people, but still feeling profoundly alone when my head hits the pillow.
If only chasing a future here didn't feel so much like losing a part of myself I can never get back.
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