We tend to shape our memories of them based on the limited time we spend with them—and our memories of them, over time, will be replaced with one single word, one single interaction, or one single feeling.
I took up a personal journaling project this week: writing a love letter to myself before bed. I work on a thin A6-size handmade paper journal I got from a paper artist, Els. The journal is thin and small enough, so it doesn't overwhelm me. It feels like I am only going to work on a small project.
Standing up for yourself does not have to look aggressive. It does not have to feel like a fight. It's not always about convincing others or explaining yourself and your decisions with the hope that everyone else understands or accepts your choice.
I am an Indonesian writer/artist/illustrator and stationery web shop owner (Cafe Analog) based in Amsterdam, the Netherlands. I love facilitating writing/creative workshops and retreats, especially when they are tied to self-exploration and self-expression. In Indonesian, 'beradadisini' means being here. So, here I am, documenting life—one word at a time.
yes I do, so sweet pic. aku suka ngliat blog ini, personal banget, mau tukeran link denganku? aku tunggu kunjungan baliknya yaw, makasih
aaaw aaww holding hands! >.<
Wah, berboenga-boenga… 😀
saya suka bgt potonya so sweet hihihi
thankyu dan sukses slalu iah mbak Hanny 🙂
to tuiiittt…. 😀
jadi mupeng liat picnya. Hou hou…salam kenal dulu deh buat yang punya blog ^^