Knock Knock...

I probably asked my friends weird question in the middle of the nite. That's the only way I can find out.....if there's anyhing wrong....

And before I know the answers, I keep wondering..feeling..hoping that i didnt hurt anyone.

This is insane. Is this whole thing is just a dream?

The Listeners

I'm not talking about the series (not even close! 😅) to it has similar title..

Being in Mom circle is confusing. I believe they are sweet n nice, but...they're too loud sometimes 😅

They're as confused as I am. I guess.

Why are you so quiet?
I don't like chit chat. I listen.

Why are you always busy?
If I don't create anything, I'm dead.

Why you seems ignorance n careless with people around you?
Ooh??  Tell me about being ignorance 😑

The point is...this is pointless. Just another aah-moment 😛

Cheers from the east 💛

Re-reading: Dunia Aradia

I'm a huge fan of teenlit. I have a "bad"  habit, I always read book while I eat. Some Indonesians prefer not to eat without sambal, or without crackers. Me, goin crazy looking for book to read before i took a meal.

Yeah call me crazy 😛

I usually choose teenlit, but John Grisham's and Dan Brown's are also nice to read.

Today, I've just finished reading (for a dozen times)  Dunia Aradia by Primadonna Angela. It' s a story about queen of all witches.

Something attracked me at Questions and Answers chapter at the back. The author answered the question on where she got the idea of that story. And this is what she said, something like this:

"That's when I sat by the window, my mind was wandering around. And suddenly came a little fairy asking for my help. She spread some glittering Fairy Dusts that brought back my memory from the life before, which was erased when I left fairy land."

So the dusts ring a bell....

Of course that could be just a metaphores..but feels relate somehow.

Good morning ☺