Visiting this island for many times. Things don’t change since my last time coming here like two years ago. Only the airport is bigger and more sophisticated. The streets are the same. The buildings are the same.
Some things are not slightly different. People I know are the same. They still have that warm welcome. Their Friendliness comforted me as always. I enjoy being among them actually. Working with them. Laughing and sharing things with them.
I got the place I used to visit couple years ago. Some people are still there while many others stepped out of there.But there’s something different on my coming this time. When I look at their eyes, They look less-hope. Little hope but keep struggling. Trying to survive the life. Trying to be the last men stand. We are the survivors! Only few of us who keep standing on our feet. Yet, it doesn’t mean we are strong. It’s likely we are in need to do this. Or maybe we have no enough courage to step out of the box. Like I do and some people do here.
We don’t know how long we could last here. Maybe next week, next month, few months later. Perhaps nobody would last till next year if there is no significant change from the decision maker. Nobody would last longer if no better life here. Everybody wants a better life. That’s for sure.
I ain’t think to keep stuck in here. I wanna think outside the line. The situation reminds me to Greyson Chance’s lyrics:
You’ll never enjoy your life
Living inside the box
You’re so afraid of taking chances,
How you gonna reach the top?
Stuck in the same position,
You deserve so much more
There’s a whole world around us,
Just waiting to be explored
Instead of just sitting around
And looking down on tomorrow
You gotta let your feet off the ground,
The time is now, just let it go
I’m trying to be patient
The first step is the hardest
I know you can make it,
Go ahead and take it
Let’s see what’s gonna happen next month. My decision will be set down.
Denpasar, February 15, 2016
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