All of these things that I've done

Today is a koopzondag day. That means shops, open at this first Monday at the month. Although not of all of them, Asian store refuses to participate in this event although I bet Chinesse store would like to do more. Since I need to buy a birthday present for a friend, I took as an excuse to stroll around.

The chill weather is running back, but the sun is shining. First stop is to buy a top-up credit for my friend somewhere in her origin country. I don’t know what her plan is, but let’s stop asking questions and just act. Next stop is a window shopping at Body shop where I usually feel like home and broke all at once. After that HEMA, for a very special smell and a one-stop-shopping place. And then walk around again to find earmuffs for my friend’s winter supplies. Unluckily, didn’t find one. Well, we found one, very fluffy and in pink color. He dislikes it, for sure. We wondered, earmuffs are one of the essential things, why don’t they just sell it everywhere, even in a supermarket? Drop at my favorite naturalist shop where we impulsively bought glycerine hand cream. Walk again, and smell the coffee. Ok, let’s sit under the sun and take a sip. Ouwh, first, let’s hit the bookstore. Spent too much time at the place as usual. I got a book and he got an interesting desktop table-tennis set. Had some snacks then relaxing at the café. Ordered coffee and revealed some of the fieldwork stories. The tiny cups of espresso arrived. Whopsie, not that one. I mean the warm big cups, so we ordered macchiato latte. Spent more time for more stories then walked home in a windy afternoon. Amused my self with the world web and tv. Cooked tasteless dinner but be happy with it anyway, after all the nutrition that counts.

All the store that I passed. All the meaningless stuffs that I bought. All the various drinks that I gulped. All the food that I indulge.

All these things that I've done. Just to let hours, days, weeks and month pass by, to be next to you.

Hold on baby, hold on.

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When there's nowhere else to run / Is there room for one more son / One more son / If you can hold on, hold on

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All the Things that I’ve Done- the Killers

Last checked on the week

I’ve just completed a week with a one day trip to the capital, a sleepover friend, a party filled up with sweethearts and a hearty lunch. The train ride is always a good way to pull my self together again. I have had a headache for few days, and it has completely gone by the time train teleport my body. Guess, I need something other than this city. Or just a plain hours of completely nothing but movement of time and space.

Back at home, to wrap up the week, I checked e-mails and yes, expected e-mails with pictures of me smiling cutishly wide attached has just arrived. Another check on dear friends who are struggling with the deadline of their thesis submission. Glad, everything is going well and surprisingly well arranged. Another checked on dear friends in neighbouring cities and countries, and they are having their time of their life now. Last check on me, I feel happy but a bit lonely.

*deep sigh*

For a girl who demands independency at utmost priority, I failed most of the times like this.

A good buddy is somebody you find in your self – my wisdom ass

Picnic in the Park

We're gonna have a picnic in the park.
You, and me, and all the people we love.
We're gonna have ginger ale or temulawak or anything you like.
I will walk on the sidewalk and you will hold my hand.
We're gonna stop by the ice cream parlor and taste the rum raisin flavor.
You will see a decent house and dream we are the oma opa who had the tea.
I stop by at the window of pizza restaurant and pretend we order margerita.
You stop as well, and steal a kiss.

And this is what I mean about I like to dream big.