and so today marks the first day of my last year as a twenty-something.
to me getting older always came with a sense of restlessness because despite all those years i spent asking the same question, i still haven’t figure out what the answer is. people describe it as “calling”; the one thing you’re always meant to do, the one purpose you set out to accomplish.
it’s seems like something you’re born with but somehow the answer never comes easy for me. i like to do a lot of things and i’m also interested in a lot of things but still i can’t pinpoint which one i consider my so-called calling.
but this year is different because i can be certain that i’m on the right path to find my answer. for the first time i can clearly see what i want to do next. maybe what i’m looking for has been right in front of me all along but perhaps it’s the journey that would help me realize that.
so here’s to finding answer. may this year be as epic as breaking bad season finale.
i think too much.
Current Residence: Jakarta, Indonesia
deviantWEAR sizing preference: S
Print preference: matte, canvas
Favourite genre of music: classic
Favourite photographer: Chema Madoz, Jerry Aurum, zemotion
Favourite style of art: fantasy, dark
Personal Quote: your loss, not mine.