Musim Dingin,
i’m in a love-hate relationship with coldness. Hari ini gue punya kelas english jam 17:00, dengan setengah hati akhirnya memutuskan masuk. Semua orang udah pada lesu, and i sat in between my friends. Pas nengok ke kiri, ternyata udah gelap. Gue baru inget, kalau musim dingin, lebih banyak gelapnya dari terang. And in my 3 layers of clothing, and the calmness of my tiny town, gue belajar.
My class finished at 6pm, and i went straight to the bus. Waktu keluar gedung, all the coldness langsung rushing through my body. Dengan mengigil gue lari kecil menuju bus, untungnya masih kosong jadi bisa duduk dideket jendela keempat dari belakang. Then i pulled out my earphone and played Open Season by High Highs. the bus started to move. Sky was getting dark. Embun di kaca. And i swear in that moment i feel déjà vu. The weather was really cold and the leaves were falling. Why am i feel like in a cliché movie?
i’m in a love-hate relationship with coldness. Hari ini gue punya kelas english jam 17:00, dengan setengah hati akhirnya memutuskan masuk. Semua orang udah pada lesu, and i sat in between my friends. Pas nengok ke kiri, ternyata udah gelap. Gue baru inget, kalau musim dingin, lebih banyak gelapnya dari terang. And in my 3 layers of clothing, and the calmness of my tiny town, gue belajar.
My class finished at 6pm, and i went straight to the bus. Waktu keluar gedung, all the coldness langsung rushing through my body. Dengan mengigil gue lari kecil menuju bus, untungnya masih kosong jadi bisa duduk dideket jendela keempat dari belakang. Then i pulled out my earphone and played Open Season by High Highs. the bus started to move. Sky was getting dark. Embun di kaca. And i swear in that moment i feel déjà vu. The weather was really cold and the leaves were falling. Why am i feel like in a cliché movie?