To Travel, To Come Back Home

I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.

Back in few years ago, I was a fussy kid who always ask why my father was rarely at home. When I had to undergo my first national exam, he was in site, somewhere far away from our home. I cried because I missed him. I can't really wait for him to come back home, to hug me, to kiss me before school yet the fact was I had to wait for months just to feel his warmest hug.

To be with him at home is one of precious moments in my life, even until now. 

As I entered another life's phase, I met some friends along the way. I remember how my friend, Nungky missed her boyfriend in Papua or how Puty wrote a line or two about "home" in her blog, between her workload in rig. I remember, how Mas Adi, our hydrogeologist missed her wife and his son while he was in site, how he answered to his wife "I'm fine, baby. How are you?"

I survived in some places, from Bandung to Kalimantan, from Bali to Bangkok, from seas to mountains. I enjoyed it and I know, I'm lucky, but there was a time when I felt I wanna go home, always. Then suddenly all were flat, all were cold. 

If something, my job as field engineer has successfully taught me, it must be about these; the distance and feeling home. The family, old friends, boyfriend, pillow on own bed, a laughter, giggles, a smell of petrichor, whatever and whoever you think of as your home.

Now I know, Dad, good luck to me, to you, and see you on the other side of the world,

and I miss you, you my home.
Hi. Hello. How are you

Just to make you sure that I still regularly check this page (and still check some neighbours' writings on their own pages)

I have several drafts to be published here that I wrote everywhere, on my laptop, agenda, ipad, or even cell-phone, just wait for their perfect timing to come (yes timing is a bitch, they said)

So have a good life, everyone!


But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.” 

-Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood