Have you seen
that movie where the lead woman cries out for leaving her lover?
Except that I
don’t have that lover, I actually feeling like crying, leaving Jogja.
Internship is
finally here and it is not like I am leaving forever but stiiilllll
These days I
only eat my jogja-food compromise of Lotek bu Bagyo, genther, sushi, Tempo
gelato and some more lotek bu Bagyo. I have been on borderline emotional as
well. At first, I felt lost then nervous then excited all in less than 12 hours
bhahaha. My flight was at night so in the morning I drove around two hours just
because I want to feel Jogja again and felt so nostalgic before getting excited
again somehow like 5 minutes after.
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Jogja for me is home as well as for
those willing to share the humane flaws within themselves. A place that provide
warm and familiarity to human longing for place to be called home. Certainly, like every place it in
the world Jogja has its own lack and not really everyone find Jogja as their
home and beyond its people, food and culture, the element of Jogja is lovely
for being Jogja itself ; the city’s architecture, the weather, and even Merapi.
It is all nostalgic you know, the inches and corner of Jogja yet here we are, ready to leave (I would actually arguing that no one is ever completely ready for anything but I'll leave that for now) and to embrace the new adventure that awaits. Although of course not all adventure is worth taking, for me iship in Ambon is somehow necessary. I have not figured out why but I somehow now I need it. I need this.
Well back to Jogja, above all personally I think the best part about Jogja is its people. Days before, I met friends
from here and there for a little farewell party+catch-up session and feel so grateful for it.
All in all, I feel so grateful for all that I have now and I know that I will miss
Jogja pretty bad. So how about making this mushy feeling worth it?
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