Good gracious, this feels like putting on a new pair of glasses, except these ones seem determined to highlight only the beautiful parts of the world. And now that you’re here, I feel like I can see them even more clearly. Thank you, Teacup, thank you so much for such a heartwarming words that came through those fairy-like fingers of yours.

As for your question… mmm… what if I told you I just watched Pintu Terlarang last night then came out with a love poetry right after? Ahq! Can’t even put it into words myself the way I convey things… it can be that bizarre and unreasonable at times. BUT! I’d like to think of it as part of living in a time, and in a country, where disappointment often feels easier to find than hope. you begin to understand how easy it would be to become cynical. Living in our country these days can feel like watching people fight for scraps of dignity while being told to be grateful they have any at all. That’s exactly why I’ve become the way I am!

I find myself holding even tighter to the things that remind me there is still something worth loving. A kind conversation like this, a film that understands the human heart, a cup of tea, my cats choosing my lap. Tiny things, yes, but tiny things have rescued me more times than other promises ever have. I often joke that life’s circumstances can turn a person into either a hopeless romantic or a villain. There is more truth in that than I’d like to admit, actually… thankfully, I’ve had people around me whose kindness kept me from choosing the other road. So instead of letting it harden me, I learned to gather beauty from the cracks it left behind…

My… I seem to have gone off on a long, long ramble, haven’t I?

Be that as it may, Teacup! Consume the media you love, pay attention to details, treat small moments as blessings. Because sometimes to see the world in a better hue, it is about refusing to let a difficult world convince you that beauty no longer exists! Xx!! 🤍