#TheMorningTales · English · My Photography Junkie

#TheMorningTales: Lingering Tangerine

According to how much I find uncomfortability about morning, the rare moment when I got up early and feeling great about it is always shocked yet amazed me. We never really goes together, me and the sun, but I managed to snap some of the beauty it left in the form of shadows trays and plays.

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Say, I might be a little bit obsessed with homey-cozy-moody photographs on pinterest. these pictures, more or less, reflect it. The slow and still life I always craving for, from some unusual corner of my parent’s house.

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I have many things to do today. A hint: I’m currently and still struggling to get my thesis done before August begin (which sounds like impossible now). Nevertheless, may your morning coffee be strong, errands be smooth, and God blesses always.

Good morning everyone!

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PS: All photos are mine so in case you’d like to repost it somewhere, a credit would be nice! 🙂

#TheMorningTales · My Chaotic Philosophy

#TheMorningTales: I thought I Learnt, and Healed. I’m not.

There’s not a surprise now that people said gloomy weather calls for more depressive feeling. I love it like it always have been giving me a certain, joyful feeling before. But today is kind of different.

This certain weather, certain time, certain circumstances, dances altogether in recalling me of something, a painful one. And it hits me real hard. It just like a sudden thunderstorm came when you strolling on the sunny beachside and then leave just like that within seconds.

I supposed to functioning well today, numerous things to do and life is shouting for an action, but once a wave of depression came even it just a few minutes—a few of TORTURING minutes—it always so hard to get up. And now I can just curling in my bed, wondering why my heart aches so bad.

I thought I healed. But it seems likely I’m not, yet.

#TheMorningTales · English · My Blabber Side

#TheMorningTales: A Rarely Beautiful 10AM


Despite that I woke up with a lighthead, dizzy feeling and my eyebags are swolen, it surprisingly a beautiful morning. Let me tell you how it was feel like:
1. A morning in high school when you’ve finished all the exams and attending class meeting where it only contains interclasses mini sport and art tournaments. Like, no stress and no drama. Just an endless fun ahead.
2. A morning when you’ll go to tour or travelling. The only morning that I think the major of us don’t mind.
3. A morning when I have to go to rapat BEM or college organization meeting/events, back when I was in college. The morning when spirit and excitement burst out everywhere and all we can see are faces of happy laugh and determination. That’s it. A truly beautiful morning.

So I grab my keys and wallets and go to the nearest McDonalds just to have a cup of tea and pancakes. Bare-and-lack-of-sleep faced and wearing only my pajama tank top, choosing outdoor table and eating while staring at sun rays.

It was a nightmare on the night before, as always. But nightmare is just a nightmare. A beautiful morning will come after. It will be okay.

Anyway, here some earworm from Indonesian local band called Reality Club. You’re welcome.

#TheMorningTales · English · My Blabber Side

#TheMorningTales: Taking The Risk


I went out of home thinking about sandwich and bed. Hungry and sleepy dominated my entire brain and digestion system. It was actually a nice cloudy morning, but no morning would ever feels nice for a not-a-morning person.

The road was densed by two-wheels and four-wheels vehicles. Saturating the air with grayish emmission and never-ending clanked horns. I wondered if everyone feeling this same morning sickness like me. I wondered if everyone wanna give up and go home. I wondered if those who tucked safely in their car feels more miserable or safer than motorbiker like me?

I should try to be them.

Wait, yeah.

My parents will go out of town this weekend in order to attend my cousins’s wedding (which I unfortunately can’t attend due to thesis meeting). I can just drive my father’s car away. I still can’t park the car properly and my father said I’m a reckless car driver. But whatever. I’ve never drive the car without him on my side, telling me this and that and this is a silly careless decision. But this time I wanna be my own pilot, or else I can never do a thing.

Okay, settled then. Let’s pray no one at home so I can steal my father’s car away for a day.

#TheMorningTales · English · My Blabber Side · My Writer Side

#TheMorningTales: Reborn.


I’ve been longing the ray of the morning sun.
I’ve been craving for the fragrance of morning tea.
I’ve been missing the voice of Frank Sinatra.
I’ve been waiting everyday to wake up to a content and joyful feeling.
I forgot how it was like to live in a safe and steady state of life.

I can’t remember when was my last time spending time in my balcony, barefeet, Wearing a thin and sheer sleeping gown, naked shoulder, feeling cold yet full of life, waiting for the sun to rise, grasping my camera, capturing the ethereal moment of light embarking the dark.

I want to feel alive.
With a soft morning sun licking my neck,
morning breeze cuddling my arms,
and retro voice of Nat King Cole caressing the atmosphere,
gently and bubbly.

I’ve been wanting to have this feeling once again.
Since forever.

#TheMorningTales · English

#TheMorningTales 4 – Morning Sickness


What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride from these bad dreams?
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?
Because I can’t hold on when I’m stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I’m lost within
I put on my daily facade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself // myself

I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself

I can’t hold on
To what I want when I’m stretched so thin
It’s all too much to take in
I can’t hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in

If I // Turn my back I’m defenseless
And to go blindly seems senseless
If I hide my pride and let it all go on then they’ll
Take from me ‘till everything is gone
If I let them go I’ll be outdone
But if I try to catch them I’ll be outrun
If I’m killed by the questions like a cancer
Then I’ll be buried in the silence of the answer
by myself // myself

I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can’t rely on myself

How do you think I’ve lost so much
I’m so afraid that I’m out of touch
How do you expect… I will know what to do
When all I know Is what you tell me to

Don’t you know
I can’t tell you how to make it go
No matter what I do, how hard I try
I can’t seem to convince myself why
I’m stuck on the outside



So funny that every thoughts I had this morning is all related to the lyric of this song.

It reflected so well in some stages.

#TheMorningTales · English · My Blabber Side

#TheMorningTales 3: I’m in a Good Mood

  1. I chatted my mom thru whatsapp about family Turkey vacation and despite that whether it would happen or no, talking about holiday feel such a bliss already.
  2. (After a long debate last night with lil bro about what kind of hat is Frank Sinatra’s hat actually) I will buy a fedora hat this evening for him as a props for his upcoming English storytelling competition. Despite that his win or loss in the future, I’m so proud of my baby brother already.
  3. All along the road to work today, I just thinking about my longing for painting. Been a long while since I draw using acrylic. Okay, buy a canvas this evening. Positive. Excited.
  4. Because talks about Frank Sinatra last night, I really miss Nat King Cole’s and Russ Columbo’s voice that reminds me of the old disney films that Mickey-Minnie, Donald-Daisy, Goofy-Pluto, Chips-Dale, starred in my childhood days. Thus it takes me wondered if there’s any of their new films nowadays? For all of recent-released Disney films mainly a short movies playing outer-realms characters. I miss Goofy and Pluto and Uncle Gober 😦

Have a nice day, you too 😀