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.
Jiahh… pas diteliti lagi ternyata kulit jeruk… Hahahahaha…
gyahahahahah, iya, kulit jeruk ponkam 😀
ya ampuuuun.. iseng banget! 😆
@chic LOL :))
saya penggemar halloween, eh helloween…salam
Eh Momon pernah mbuat ginian pas di Kaliurang 😀
itu hasil kerajinan lokal yah *ehh
haha, jeruknya lucu! sok pengen nyeremin tapi imut 😀
numpang nanya, gw baca di tweet lu “sedang membaca The Perks of Being A Wallflower-nya Stephen Chbosky dan menemukan banyak quote menarik 🙂 1 hour ago” beli bukunya dimana ya?? kalo boleh tau, thanks 🙂
beli di kinokuniya PS 😀
lucu banget han…. 😆