I was wondering. If we, human, claimed ourselves as the smartest creature alive, then tell me how did those tiny birds travel thousand of miles without getting lost? They don't have the ability to ask, to argue, to talk, or maybe to even think, while we frequently makes everything more complicated and foolishly lost in it. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with human's mind?
"Are you happy?" A very simple one question just popped from my friend's mouth few days ago. I've been thinking a lot lately. Analyzing, predicting, arranging everything as i please. It's like my brain just can't stop thinking. I am sad. I am lost. Feels like i want to find hope where there seems to be absolutely none at all. And that fucking simple one question suddenly smashed away the strand of thoughts that i built in my head for so long. I paused.
It's about time when we get too tired to fight. So we back off, we let go, we give up. And you know what? It's alright. It's for a better sight.
I guess it's all alright. / I got nothing left inside of my chest / But it's all alright
"Trust is not about how much you trust one person or another to do right or wrong. How much you trust another person is a function of how much you trust yourself to be strong enough to deal with their imperfections." Have enough faith in yourself to be able to put yourself on the line with someone, without any guarantee of what will happen next. If you're playing the game with sweaty palms, it's because you're afraid of what you can or can't do, or dealing with your own imperfections — it's not about the other person. Learn to trust again — by trusting yourself. ...
Hari ini saya putuskan untuk lari dua set. Satu set lebih banyak dari biasanya. Sedang membutuhkan pengalihan perhatian. Apa saja. Nafas megap-megap sepertinya pilihan cukup tepat. Maka berlarilah saya. Sampai habis set kedua, entah kenapa tubuh ini terasa limbung, pandangan terasa berkunang-kunang. Lampu lapangan astro turf Senayan malam itu terasa dua kali lebih menyilaukan dari biasanya. Brukk. Saya terjatuh. Di lapangan. Jatuh. Saya terdiam. Meluruskan kaki. Tergolek pasrah di pinggir lapangan. Berusaha mengembalikan stamina sembari menatap karpet hijau Senayan. "Another set?" tanya seorang teman. "Nope. Sudah mau mati rasanya," jawab saya sambil mendengus. Satu detik, dua detik, nafas saya masih terasa sesak. Rokok sialan. Tiga detik, empat detik. Sampai tiba-tiba.. "Ihhh Galuh ada kelabang itu nempel di paha!" "Huaaaa? Mana??? Anjritttt!!" Dan sekonyong-konyong terbangunlah saya. Berlari sprint hampir setengah lapangan. Berharap kelabang segera enyah dari pangkal paha. Rasa-rasanya, itulah sprint tercepat dalam hidup saya. Diiringi tawa cekikikan dari teman-teman saya, rasa lelah itu lenyap seketika. Seketika. Ternyata aforisme itu benar adanya; we, human, are so much stronger than we think we are. So much.