Discovering the track

Just thinking to start yaking away again my nonsenses here. But I still work on the ideas.

And to be honest, I still don't know whether I should write again. But I guess if I write, it kind of helps me to see myself, to understand my younger self and to remember silly old things that have happened. Of course I can just write my stories and keep it for myself instead of broadcasting them here. But because there's almost nobody reading my blog, so I have some freedom to blab out here. Maybe I'll force my nieces cubcubs to always read my blog, so at least I have readers. Well, before there were also readers and you know, it is somehow interesting to know about how people judge you based on what you wrote. I mean, if I am posting something about my life, my thought, my idea in this platform, it makes me a target of people's prejudice. So it is also a way for me to learn about people.

I think it was 6 years ago, the last time I wrote something in this blog. And of course, nothing has changed in me. I am still the childish, stupid, immature and impudent me. There were many things that have happened in the last 6 years, but also there were long periods of time where everything was just purely monotone.

I have changed the title of this blog several times. It was "My first time far from home" and then "Been a while away from home" and now I changed it to "Building my own home". Well it's about the time, right?! It is always about "home". Cause I couldn't afford to buy a house, but I am surely able to create a home for myself...well at least.

Anyway, today is the last day of ramadan in this corona era. So, I wish all creatures in this world a happy and blessed Idul Fitri. And I wish to see you all again someday in Jannah Firdaus. Aameen.