Dari tadi, my productivity rate equals to ZERO. And is that what sick people are supposed to do? Produce ZERO amount of work? If it is, then I am succeeding.
But, what I have done is open my Facebook account (and write a new post). Maybe for some, it's meaningless, but I have learned so many things through people's notes, people's ideas, people's comments, people's personality, people's photos and people's life basically.
And there is one in particular that I want to share.
I was looking at my news feed, and I saw a note posted by Mikhael Yosia, and it's a poem of departure. And he tagged this note to lots of people and those who were tagged are my friends who will be separating us soon. Especially for me, many special friends have separated from my life. Some of them are going to Australia, some of them have gone to U.S, some of them have left to Malaysia, some to Singapore, and some of them have left Jakarta for educational purposes. And if I wrote all of them down, this post will be 9 pages long (agak lebay but so true).
And yes, I feel really, really sad they have gone.
Then my mind began to twist, and I thought to myself, "Sooner or later, this moment will come for me. I will miss the people I have left behind."
And I asked myself, "Would I be missed? Should I be missed?"
And for those who knows the answer, please comment on my Facebook since the comment box for my blog isn't working. Thanks :)
Oh, and good luck to all you guys who have left us behind :)
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