blackout.
how often does it happen?
how COULD it happen during the full moon when night time is the hottest?
as if trying to get me for mocking anthropology this morning, tonight i'm forced to experience the tribal way of living. no electricity, no light, only the sound of my dad's guitar playing in the background of my family talking to each other.
maybe this is what we need sometimes, to remember where we came from, what used to be the definition of 'bonding', the primitive way of communication. not chatting through texts or screens, but face-to-face.
hmm.
imagine :
Jakarta wasn't as humid and hot like today.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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