I was 25 that afternoon.
The warm sun was doing a good job fighting the Autumn chill on the hotel rooftop where I had just hung out wet wash cloths to dry for tomorrow’s work.
I stretched and let the crisp clean Kyoto air fill my lungs. Suddenly I had the urge to do a sommersault. The wide open rooftop beckoned me to.
A tad hesitant at the beginning thinking its been years since I did a sommersault, I looked around and I was sure I was alone up there, so I did it! I did a sommersault! The first one not a perfect circle, still wobbly but the second one was PERFECT!
Right that instant I thought to myself, “We put limits on ourselves. There’s nothing we can’t do if we break free from the limitations we bind ourselves in.”
So here I am now.
Writing for my life.
Late bloomer I may be, but forever in bloom shall I be.
.koprolkata 
hadir..
silakan.. :)
larut dalam setiap kata. hablur tiap membacanya. mantab surantab!
Makasih Mas Tattock. :D
bagus banget semua postnya, kakak. saya sangat suka <3
aku suka post-postnya :)
you really are poetic
:”>
sampaikan salam takzimku untuk Papa-Mama yg telah membentuk dan mewarnaimu yah :)..juga peluk sayang untukmu atasnama cinta yg ada di tiap untaian postinganmu hehe
Sampun disampaikan Mbakyu.. :’)
aku bingung mana fiksi mana kenyataan mana gabungan keduanya. senang bacanya.