I would like to write about how the cold, crisp, grey Tangerang morning makes me feel safe. In all its mists and haze, the city seems to be more forgiving of my scattered

Terakhir gue pernah post beberapa bulan lalu, gue mau banget tahun ini naik jabatan. Awalnya expect di senior aja, tapi ternyata allah kasih opportunity lebih baik gue naik dengan jabatan manager.Wow gak tuh,

I always loved writing, until I don’t. The words no longer make sense, and the meanings they hold are flat and dead to me. I don’t know what changed, but I guess it