Sometimes. You just need a moment. At the cross. Draped in purple cloth. Awful fluorescent lights glowing behind it. But the simplicity. Of a random room in a government building. A foreign language understood only through urgency, expression, and emotion. A message translated by a dear friend at our favorite cafe on this sunny Sunday morning. I needed this.
|Chinese New Year Coffee at Esprezza.|
Sometimes. Waves of homesickness crash in unexpectedly. Usually over a song. A memory. A photograph. A joke. And the curable solution is to get out of the house and take my mind from the safe space of wallowing. Much better.
Sometimes. The little things make me giggle for the longest time. My friend bought me coffee from a “fancier than a warkop, but not as fancy as a cafe” shop. They don’t do to-go coffee…so they cleaned out a plastic bottle and poured the latte in. Delicious. And it left me giggling throughout the day. Not to mention it was only 15,000 rP or $1.16.
Sometimes. Listening to the waves after a hectic day soothes the soul. So taking a taxi through rush hour traffic is worth it. Sunset vibrance and shimmers cascade on the waves. And ice-cream on a rooftop above the chaos is enough to cure the pounding in my head.
Sometimes. The smiles and laughter and chatter of the street kids brighten the rainy days…no matter how tired or sweaty from the gym I am. Dozens of high-fives all around. Maybe I should be concerned when they started begging for money and pulling on my clothes…and the goat guys shooed them away…I love the glitter in their eyes and excited shrieks…trying not to worry too much and being extra careful when I have my purse.
Sometimes. Getting up early no matter how restless the sleep is feels better. I have started running 2-3 days a week. It’s getting easier to A. wake up B. dodge traffic C. actually run fast. without stopping (so much).
|best day to run? Chinese New Year morning!|
Sometimes. It’s the sweet moments. Like finding the cutest decorated cookies at a local cafe. A hug from a student. Cards in the mail. A comment from the boss and his wife telling me thank you for all I’ve done and that they are going to miss me! (I replied saying I have about 3 more months and they responded with, yes we know, but time- it flies!) Fancy latte art on the best caramel latte in MAK. And coloring “example” art works for class.